Start 3:58 am
"You honestly don't think that I've thought of that before? A simple 'I'm sorry' and everything is alright again?"
He shrugged, not knowing what else to do or say. Non-plussed, she continued.
"it's so easy for you and your kind. The way He looks at you, the way He really sees you... Nothing you can say or do will ever really make Him turn away. It's frustrating and infuriating, but underneath it all, it's beautiful. I think that's why it hurts so much...
You know what they say about Hell? The never-ending inferno? The flames in which non-believers will burn in for eternity? They're real. They're just not real in the literal sense...
Have you ever felt alone? I mean truly and REALLY alone? The kind of alone that makes you feel so isolated that you're BURNING for human contact?
That's Hell. That's what they meant by 'the fires of Hell.' We burn for all eternity to feel like we are loved."
In that moment, he could say nothing. The profound sadness he felt for Lucy stifled every impulse and left him immobile.
Sensing his discomfort, she continued, never breaking the physical contact between the two of them.
"They're right, you know? The atheists and agnostics. When they die, there is nothing. A nothing you can't comprehend."
And maybe in the end we're all right...
Maybe the crushing loneliness and longing that unites us here on earth, the burning desire to belong somewhere, is a taste of hell. Maybe that's all the fires of hell are... Maybe that's why Lucy tries so hard to keep us for her own?
After all, misery loves company, and who is more miserable than the devil herself?
End 4:08 am
Wow, Courtles. It's really all i can say is Wow
ReplyDeleteit's an idea I've had kicking around in the back of my head for a while, but never really had the balls to put down until now.
ReplyDeleteIt's a little melodramatic, but I think it's an ok jumping off-point.