OblivionThis is oblivion. Life. Love. Hate. Death. All contained in a single drop. All connected to every other vacuum of being, Connected to every other birth and rebirth. All merely a connection of synapses. All feeling like the end of the world.
But, it does not end. At every death, there comes a new light, a new dark. Another feeling, breathing creature that inside holds the healing hand, and the evil eye. Not to mention the cloudy shades of gray. Everything is as you see it. Every action is a choice. In the smallest cell, you hold the power to destroy and the power to build. All life is connected in a chain more twisted than a mobius strip.
"Salvation and Hell" is as simple as a fork in the road. To reach either, you must put one foot in front of the other. Salvation and hell are what you make of them. You create your reality.
Death is not a large, consequential event. Death is the absence of life. Life is a memory. What has happened will happen. Buddhism teaches that one may only break t