Hell is a Bedroom
When are you naked, if not alone?
The places we withdraw to, we withdraw in. Its like we remake our wombs and bathe in our own fluids to recover from others.
Is there such a thing as never leaving, what happens when a born person never borns? Never alives? Most people exist, and barely.
If Hell is a bedroom, heaven is outside my house?
P.S. it’s 333am posting on 3.13.24 holy synchronicity
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