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[inreverence]

I feel like I took depression induced medication this past week. Its quite annoying and I do hope it goes away soon. I haven't been way down or anything, just a wee bit lonely I guess. Usually the wise words of some ancient philosopher soothes me, but that hasn't worked this week. I keep devolving into frustration which just perpetuates the mood.

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[inreverence]

Adding to this, I think in loneliness I have found what Hell truly is. Not because I have experienced it, no not at all. That feeling of absence though, has to be the very essence of Hell. Hell is absence of God. If God created everything then imagine being without it if such solitude is possible to comprehend. Love is no longer possible, any feelings of good are no longer possible, nothing beautiful, nothing interesting, nothing created, nothing worth feeling. The Void of all voids. The anti-thesis of love will keep you company... Hell is a dark place I think I'm done thinking about, kinda scares me.