[Judgment]

Am I dead?

My senses feel overwhelmed by incomprehensible pleasure, or is it pain? Both merge here into an entirely new sensation, one which strikes the balance between desire, and masochism. Everything is flesh and fire. The coagulation of blood that covers the walls move all around me, as if alive with sentience.

The Judge stands sixty feet tall before me, In front of a backdrop of crimson sky–watching me with the judgment of a thousand eyes of God. It’s voice so powerful that it shakes the soil of bone dust beneath my feet…

“Sinner!”

And as it speaks that one word, the ground moves beneath me, opening up and swallowing me into its depths

[Pain]

Time means nothing down here, it is but an illusion of progression. Nothing ends, everything just loops on a continuous cycle of pain. Skin rips from flesh, as flesh rips from bone, and bone becomes dust. Until I am reborn from the womb of Lilith to endure it all again. And once an eternity had passed, the pain became pleasure, and the lord evolved me to a higher state of being.

[Pleasure]

You don’t need eyes to experience wonderland. I can attest to that. For my eyes melted down my cheeks a long time ago. Yet I still see everything so clearly. The sensations in my mangled veins feels orgasmic, like the flame of God burning through them, and entering my heart with a promise of suffering.

Tendrils come out of the fleshy walls, and go into the holes in my head–releasing their juices of pleasure directly into my brain–making me shiver with delight.

[Suffering]

Bodies twitch on the ground, writhing around as the tendrils release the pleasure juice into their brains. Their are no sexual organs required to experience our pleasures. We only require sweet suffering. And when the suffering becomes numb, we find new avenues of experience–new ways to appease the grand deity!

[God]

A sexless being who’s shape is incomprehensible to our feeble minds, it has existed since the first big bang. It has watched many universes die, and be reborn anew. And for infinite millenia it has remained in a reality of its own design, a paradise of ash and bone–a sanctuary of pleasure.

It watches from afar, as the inhabitants of its wonderland subject themselves to unimaginable pleasures. It is a kind god–one who does not hold back it’s otherworldly sensations, but shares them–showing us the true meaning of pleasure.

[Paradise]

It is here that I desire to stay, forever in paradise. An eternity of pleasure is a blessing I will never give up. God has bestowed a great gift upon us all, a gift only an almighty being could give. Once you get a taste of wonderland, you can never erase it from your mind.

Here in paradise is where my heart belongs.