The coffin door opens and I am greeted by two messengers from the Hereafter. They hold my hand and lift me up in such a fashion, as if I was hanging on to the edge and barely able to lift myself to the surface. The ambience had a hint of scents (mostly of jasmine and of lavender). Once I got the first breeze through my nostrils, I felt my body become chilled and the stress from the residing of the coffin let go of me thus making me feel very comfortable.
Despite feeling comfortable, I still felt some tingling within the veins as they were taking sufficient time to adapt within this environment, similar to an extraterrestrial life. Many people were roaming around this gigantic desert; which looked like none of the deserts I have visited in my past life. The sands were of fleshly colour and the animals once considered to be horrendous, were now granted as pets. The scorpions, the snakes and these other animals were friendly towards humans- as they were also awaiting their Judgement and had a fear for what their outcome shall be. There were two types of people roaming- one of them who had a bright light shining from their bodies signifying their good deeds and the others who had a shade in their bodies signifying their burden of sins.
In the far distance I could see the glistening pearls of Heaven on the right and the eerie infernos of Hell on the left. Before them was a bridge that led to the Throne and towards his Altar of Judgement. All of the souls are present before It and are being dressed according to their access to the either Kingdoms. If they are granted Heaven, they are dressed in silk robes with fine golden embroidery. But if they are granted Hell, then they are made to wear a mail of chain which is still in the molten form. This molten stage shall remain until they are purified by fire and then washed to remove all the stains and scars of punishment. Once done, they are then dressed in silk robes but will not have the golden embroidery as to keep a mark that they were once residents of the Inferno.
So as time pass by, souls are granted to their respective kingdom based on their levels of deeds and sins. After around 665 souls, I was soul 666. All I know about myself is that Hell was going to be granted to me since I have been a bad person in my past life. But as I approached It, I got a sudden feeling to repent and to be granted Heaven. I repented and confessed all of my sins and they were forgiven by the Almighty. The next thing I know, 2 angels descended upon me and blessed me with a solution. Then I was dressed in the silk robe and had the golden embroidery to symbolize my final repentance and direct entry to Heaven. Finally I got to live a new life where death is considered to be a myth and life is of infinite value.
Mental Brainstorm-1
The world I see is very different from the way the others see. When people see love floating in the invisible yet gentle zephyrs, I find no love but hatred flowing amongst the disturbed pattern of these very zephyrs. People ignoring me like a pathetic plague and giving the look that sends a negative message to my brain. The only message I can receive telepathically is, “Be gone from this world! You are an abomination!”
No longer can I think positive for negativity has outnumbered the positive impact of life upon me. Colours of the flowers, once I considered beautiful, now feels more like a distraction and a fish out of water in my views. I no longer see bright colors; for black has become the brightest in my eyes. I know from this, I will live for only a couple of years. But I will not die. Rather I will wake up from the sleep in which I have been dreaming all of these pains and burdens; and will stand with my head high in another dimension. The very dimension where no one will recognize me; a dimension with no love, no pain and no regrets. The scars I have achieved from my time on this other realm will be gone and my heart taken out and replaced with a void to be filled from experience. Will this new "heart" be able to accommodate a hint of love? Or will it be full of hatred and pain just like the one from the past? These are the answers I want to find out.
The Darkened Emotions
Well here is the thing. People take my first impression to be someone who is jolly and happy all the time. They all think that I don't have any flaws in my life and that my life flows as smooth as melted chocolate (I mean couldn't get better than that). So people just compliment me with a lot of positive and happy attitudes. But they don't realize the darkened emotions that I bear in my heart and soul.
Back in my school times, I used to be "el top of the class boy". I used to earn good grades in my studies and be a nerdy person. On the other hand I was a very sensitive type of person. My friends would play fun stuff on me but I failed to realize all of that due to my sensitivitiness. Those fun became brutal and critical as days went by and eventually turned into bullying. These "friends" would ring me and start swearing and call me names. I later became frustrated with this and let go of them. But the words they'd say would still haunt me for days and eventually I did what I had to do- seek help. Interestingly no one came forward to help me! All that was left of me was to live with the pain trapped inside of me. From that day onwards, the scars inside found enough hope to be on the outside. I started to scar myself ust to increase the pain and be adjusted to it (consider it to be a form of conditioning). After a couple of months, this self harming has become something which is attached to me. I can not live without self harming myself everyday.
Now you might be asking, what is so secret about this? Well it has been roughly 7 years since this situation happened. Now I meditate to keep myself calm but on the inside, I literally hate everything going on right now. I don't and can't feel happy anymore. I just smile and laugh to show that nothing is wrong with me. Since nobody helped me before, I guess nobody would help me now anymore. I feel like as if this is a dream and some day I will wake up to find peace in another dimension...
Stay strong my friends. Don't give up just yet. It's not worth giving up life.
Infernal Spectre
The uprising of the Eternal Flame,
From the depths of unknown boundaries,
Engulfing the souls of the Damned,
Amidst the Whispers of Pain and Agony.
The shrieks being heard from the Heavens,
As they gaze upon the red molten lava,
From the flesh of the past-judged,
The nemesis of the scene- Dante's Inferno.
Through the scorching valley of draughts,
Flows Phlegethon- The river of Fire,
Abolishing the beauty of the fields of nourishment,
And restoring with the Fruits made of molten iron.
The souls of the Damned in Hell,
Bathe in the waters of Lethe- the river of pain,
Nourished is their body and minds with pain,
Abolished from their bodies is joy and happiness.
Within this Hell reigns the Lord of the Abyss- Satan,
Upon his mighty throne with the Trident of Autocracy,
Welcoming the Damned by Death and Sin (his sons),
And by purifying them to remain in this place of Misery.
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Escape through words
The page is set with the lines,
The lines that will hold the words...
The pen has been soaked in ink,
The pen that will write the letters...
My hand has a tight grip around the pen,
The hand that will trace the letters...
Traces of letters,
Will end up in full letters...
These letters will join together,
And form a word...
These words will join together,
And form a sentence...
And these sentences will join together,
Will make a paragraph...
And these paragraphs will join together,
To make a story...
The story which will have wings,
And will fly me out of this terrible reality,
Into my own world of fantasy...
Their Master
The serpents of the eternal abyss,
They slither and devour,
Upon the corpses of the enlightened ones.
Their fangs piercing through the flesh,
Tearing through every cell,
Their venom stronger than acid,
Melts through every particle of bone.
Their eyes gaze to the waters of the West,
To catch a glimpse of Leviathan,
Their Master...