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My dear reader,
please take no offence...
your deepest,darkest nightmares pale
in comparison to my journey down into the
fiery pits of those in eternal torment.
I refer not to the common tales & myths of hades and/or hell...
but rather to a real world,within another dimension of our present one;
crimson, cruel and arctic-cold.
How i arrived at this ghoulish Gateway, is beyond normal belief...
Suffice to say that I WAS WHERE I WAS.
I stood before an enormous portal, a colossal Door;
however, instead of two pillars which are common to such places, there fly up & down two vultures,
screeching with deafening alarm as for the pair were fully aflame the entire time...
My gaze abandoned the birds and proceeded forward; but not of mine own volition-I was forcibly propelled
forward,slowly across the ruby-bloodred pathway; the air was replete with black serpentine clouds of smoke
and the stench was sickening...I was momentarily blinded as the scene shifted into another dimension of dreadful horror! For there before my incredulous eyes be a horde of hideous souls amidst a giant bowl; and atop was a
gremlin who constantly stirred the entrapped souls with a crimson-studded elongated spoon; no silence existed
here,but rather the soul-piercing moans,cries and hysterical outburts of all the suffering souls within this humongous bowl. 'Have you any idea what lies before you?' a voice gently asked, as a shadowy figure suddenly
materialized beside me; it appeared to be a man or male of some sort,but the face was void of any such as we
mere mortals:no eyes,no ears, no mouth or any facial appendages of sort. 'I know not whom these be,' i replied.
"THESE ARE THE STUBBORN SOULS OF THE DAMNED-and they are accursed,for these ones willingly deceived
the world,and used religion to justify their racism;whatismore, these conspired to suppress the truth and to maintain the enslavement of all humankind-THESE ARE ACCURSED,THEY ARE THE ANTAGONISTS!"

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Mr Government Comment by Mr Government on November 22, 2009 at 12:51pm
talent speaks, nice poem
Truth Comment by Truth on November 21, 2009 at 11:03pm
Wow! This is really deep

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