Pandemonium

 

The word on the streets is that the love of God is even in hell; his full light of compassion does not give its full potential, because those there can not bear it.

The light at the end of the gate is the conscience in hope to escape the tunnel of temptation in the opposite direction.

The light of within and without is the golden thread that frees the suffering or schooling from the place, sensing not to belong.  

The true spirit of the divine love does not belong there and its only desire is to find the bliss of the heavens.

The slow process of the mental status quo and aged wisdom gives ways to know, that the one source of life is behind everything.

There is One individual hidden behind many individuals and there is One person shinning through all personalities.

Some breathing the air of hell, while others invigorate in the breath of heaven, while walking on the same earth.

The golden thread and its element of pure conscience will make faith a living being, as the belief in hell is a thing already.

The battle of the ego and love is that what passes through the self and not life itself.

Making a hell and drama burden out of circumstances is the opposition of creating opportunities and mirrors the image of a stupid paradise.

The prison of fear is the well of wishful thinking and the pillow of conscience, dreaming a world of hell.

Religious wars were and still fight for a belief and respect of love with the kind intention of saving souls from the eternal fire of hell.

Or is it, that politics and its show business that needs to maintain itself with the echo of un-fulfillment is the failing to experience gratitude to life itself.

The images of the dark and the truth in the light illuminates throughout life, in its light all things become clear, their true nature manifest itself to view.

Verily is the truth that every soul is seeking.