Man dies, goes to Hell. Not surprised to be in Hell, bit surprised by pleasant hotel front on arrival, polished oak furniture and reception desk, velvet curtains, lots of real gold detailing, bar with every drink he's ever heard of, restaurant with food from all over the world. Receptionist's a beautiful succubus with raven hair and green eyes, who welcomes him like a favourite customer. Behind hotel, patio, cream teas, ice creams, people having great time, 25 x 15 m swimming pool, 500 m tall waterslides, 18-hole golf course, forests, archery range, beautiful green hills. Demon in a golf cart offers to show him around. Tour of country lanes, crown green bowling places, dance halls, pubs, breweries, orchards, farmers' markets, cafés, sailing clubs, bird-watching places, hiking trails, all rather nice. Man asks Demon: "This Hell? Seems rather nice."
Demon replies: "Nice enough, nice enough. Heaven's better, 'course. They have mahogany and platinum in Heaven, and Ambrosia. Can't get Ambrosia here. Their golf course has 27 holes, their water slides are 1000 m tall, their receptionist's a redhead, so better, but we do alright here."
Tour goes on, jazz band, white-water kayak course, aquarium, skateboard park, and man's getting relaxed until golf cart crests ridge and landscape beyond is blasted rock, pock-marked from impacts, clouds of corrosive gas drifting over it, flames spurting from cracks, surrounding a great peak cloven as if by a huge axe, the chasm lit by the lava lake boiling within it. Damned souls climb the sides on fingers scraped and burned raw, only to be plucked from the rocks and hurled back into the fire by a great, scaly Demon with huge horns, tattered, bat-like wings, four arms and a whip covered in red-hot spikes.
Man sits bolt upright and screams.
Demon says: "Don't worry! Don't worry. Nothing to do with you, that. Not your problem. You're not going there."
Man turns to stare at Demon.
Demon explains: "That's the American Evangelicals."
Demon tells him: "We put it in specially for them. They insisted!"
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Religion truly destroys and warps the heart, mind, and soul in ways you cannot comprehend while you're still trapped a high demanding religion.
When someone chooses religion over you, their closest family, it cracks a heart in ways a heart should never experience. How does one recover from such an absolute betrayal? If apologies are made, how does one forgive? How does one trust again?
You never gave me an honest chance to hear me out. But now that I think about it... I don't think you wanted to hear me out, now did you? Do you hold envy in your heart? What delusions have you created in your mind about me? How long have you secretly hated me? How long have you resented me? How has your heart grown so cold and so hard?
Why couldn't you accept my growth and evolution? Why couldn't you celebrate that with me?
Why did I hide? Because of this.
Why did I keep silent? Because of this.
This. This. This. THIS. T H I S ! ! !
This is why I despise Mormonism with every fiber of my being. Without Mormonism, we would never have been forced to this point. I wouldn't have had to hide anything about myself and you would've never chosen something else over me.
This is religious trauma, the very concept you mocked and belittled.
This is religious trauma.
This.
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Everyone in Richmond, Virginia should show support to Metzger Bar and Butchery and place a big order
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