May 28, 2006 23:33
Dearest world,
If I was to say that heaven is just one step off the cliff away, would you jump? If i was to show you that this world, the pain you feel is just an illusion, would you take the plunge and kill yourself? Say I made it easy for you. Here if you hold the gun, I'll pull the trigger. If you but buy the poison, I'll mix the drink for you. i'll do this because I want you to see. I want you to see how meaningless our tirade on this planet is. I want you to see what a great place the next life will be compared to the pitiful one you live right now. You'll never have to work, never be sick, always be young. All you have to do is die. Here I'll hold the knife, now you run at me as fast as you can. And do it with a smile, cause you don't want to enter the afterlife with a frown on your face now do you?
How can you deny me? How can you tell me that you'd rather live here, with drugs and rape and murder. How can you say, "dear serpent, I'd like to live the rest of my life," when I've shown you what lies after. If I were you, I'd off myself on the spot. I'd drown myself, choke on a stone, anything so long as I would get to heaven that much faster. You want happiness, it's there. You want sex, it's there. You want freedom, no rules, no worry of dying and never waking up? Then do it, take a step, and do what it takes to step through. Eternal happiness and peace is waiting.
And if you are still not convinced, look at this picture. Your child, diagnossed with cancer. He is sitting there, no hair, pain everytime he moves, headaches the likes of which no mortal can describe, and nothing gets rid of the pain. He is kept alive, oh yes, alive, but rotting inside. Alive, but not able to live the life you would have wanted for him. Would you rather he lived till he dies of this horrible disease? Or would you want him to die, quick, so he is put out of his missery, and secured in the next life? Well, it's your choice, of course. Always your choice. But really, what would be better?
Remember. It's your choice.
Lovingly, and forever yours through death and life,
your servent,
The Serpent