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“So I heard he visited Hell for awhile. What did he find there?”
“People he knew and people who he had heard of. It was shocking he said.”
“They suffered, he said, the fate of the self-contained and even though they didn’t wear strait jackets they moved as though they had two of them on.”
“God was a forbidden, taboo word.”
“Rivers ran with someone else’s blood.”
“He wished he could sharpen the boundaries but it was impossible to separate the surface life on Earth and Hell too much. Hell was a noisy, smelly place. But he needs heaven, he says, to juxtapose and mark one from the other.”
“There are guides to heaven but please don’t tell him. Let him find out in his own way.”
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