One would have thought that this plague was enough to change a life direction. Not so. Double down and every time.
Doubling down now is a death sentence.
I have seen it.
Once the six months expires and the heart still seeks out the screams of children in suffering, it quite frankly is the END.
It amazes that ANYONE could ever believe, no matter how mind f'd, that tartarus/sheol/hell is some kind of cool place to hang out with dead rock stars. Once you lose the breath of life, no one regards YOUR SCREAMS or pleadings...ever. It's like shouting in a vacuum. NO SOUND. Only anguish.
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| Covers up the face with a mask, as they all are doing now, but shines on the hands. |
