Reflection Essay

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“Anti-Christ”

Act I- unwritten

God is a liar, a wonderful, deceitful liar.

If there is anything god has taught the world, it is that we can never go back home. I have no salvation. I’m way too addicted to the fantasies of the world. Plagued with sexual, physical, mental anomalies. There is no room in the heavenly after life for me. And I’m fine with that.

I am graft with a dark fascination for mental illness; I find the state of psychosis Intriguing. I’m also obsessed with fire, and the color blue. Maybe even the duality between good and evil, Satan and God.

But in all honest truth, I hate god.
Because he created imperfect beings and forced them to be perfect, to be what they cannot ever dream to be. But we can’t all be that of noble gases who exist in constant, godly matrimony. He in guilty of the greatest false dichotomy where “if you’re not with me, you are against me.” …show more content…

Act II - hell

I lived a noble life. I inhaled the air of righteousness, but for some reason god chose to drive me into the fields of hell, so here I am. I’m not sure how I got here.

In limbo.

Life is a great sunrise. I do not see why death should not be an even greater one. The sunsets here in hell are greater than the ones on earth. I could only imagine the ones in heaven. I wander aimlessly through the fields of this limbo, searching for some material, or sentient presence to guarantee that I am not alone. But this red dirt road seems to be leading me nowhere. It leads away from the cathedral where I awoke. But I would rather not go back there. Besides, the road seems to continue onward for eternity. Eternity is interesting.

Damn its cold.

I always thought of hell to be filled with all ending fire, wailing demons and what not.

There is nothing but rolling hills and wild flowers glowing with the light of the morning star. I hope there is some food somewhere well never mind I don’t suspect one can die of hunger in a dream, however dastardly and evil it

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