What Is Hell
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Submitted by MysticR on 06/30/2008 05:21 PM
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What Is Hell
What is Hell? I believe that hell is a combination of living out your worst fears and being scared for the rest of your departed life as well as horrible sensations. Horrible sensations? By that I mean that all the most annoying and most dreadful things possible are in your hell and your hell alone. Like you're trapped in a emulate room, with no one, nothing. But yet you experience feelings and have thoughts of your worst fears that come true to you. Because you are locked in hell for eternity. So here are some of my examples of hell.
You always have day-ja-vu. Floppy disks come in 3.5" and 5.25" sizes and floppy disk holes come in 3. 25" and 5.5" sizes. There are M&M candy shells, but no chocolate. Everything is cheaper somewhere else. Every song is "My name is". There's plenty of pepper, and no salt. A knife is two blades and no handle. You are always watched and always alone. It's sometimes hard to tell you're not still alive. Bill Clinton is still claming his innocence. You're told what will be the greatest moment of your entire life. Everywhere is Los Angeles. Every movie theatre runs an eternal "Look Who's Talking" film festival. All my favorite hangouts only admit Star Trek conventioneers. Dance club opens at 8am, last call 7:30. It's always windy. Everything tastes like Twinkies. You can only drink warm milk. Lawn ornaments define coolness. Everyone calls everyone else "Mack". There are nothing but exits. My eyebrows never stop growing. An itch you could never ever get to. Every woman I meet instantly sees me for exactly who I am. 1,000 chocolate chip cookies and only water. Have to eat cereal with water. You're always sweating. And the worst yet- The thought that your locked in hell for perpetuity.
See, everyone conforms to the stereotypical type of Hell. Just like above. You know, with the flames and the devils with there pitch forks poking you. But I don't believe in that. And to tell you the truth I think that I could take...
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