Closed doors remind me of darkness. Open doors let in the light. The natural environment speaks to me far more these days than people do. That is the overall feeling your words have given me. Probably wide of the mark of what you intended, but that is my contribution for what it's worth. Your posted image puzzled me. Maybe because I couldn't see clearly what it was. Fire and darkness though, are my kind of hell.
Chris
Posted 3 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
3 Years Ago
There is only one kind of hell and it's all up to you. Which technically means, everything is hell... read moreThere is only one kind of hell and it's all up to you. Which technically means, everything is hell. Though, I have this feeling, finding reason to give meaning... might be the secret to life. Or.... we're here to slowly devour each other. I bet your delicious.
Closed doors remind me of darkness. Open doors let in the light. The natural environment speaks to me far more these days than people do. That is the overall feeling your words have given me. Probably wide of the mark of what you intended, but that is my contribution for what it's worth. Your posted image puzzled me. Maybe because I couldn't see clearly what it was. Fire and darkness though, are my kind of hell.
Chris
Posted 3 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
3 Years Ago
There is only one kind of hell and it's all up to you. Which technically means, everything is hell... read moreThere is only one kind of hell and it's all up to you. Which technically means, everything is hell. Though, I have this feeling, finding reason to give meaning... might be the secret to life. Or.... we're here to slowly devour each other. I bet your delicious.
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