You hear all the stories about the big two.. heaven and hell… Either you’re a sinner and are ready to go down to the fiery abyss to suffer or.. you float to the clouds ready for eternal salvation-.. what if I told you that it’s all a lie? There is one place I never want to end up again-.. One place where the souls who have something they left behind.. those who are missing something.. purgatory. Yeah I went there myself before I was brought back to life, let me tell you now.. everything you have been told is all a lie.. there is no salvation waiting for you.. only pain, fear and the void.. Let me go back, so…

“Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it.” — Matthew 7:13 Faith is a strange thing. An invisible current, tugging people toward something they couldn’t see, couldn’t prove, yet clung to with unwavering certainty. Some found comfort in it. Others, like me, found it incomprehensible—a construct built on nothing but hope and fear. A way to explain the unexplainable. A reason to kneel when the world felt too heavy to stand. I never thought much about it. Religion, faith, belief… they were like relics from another time, things people inherited rather than chose. I grew up watching others pray before meals, cross themselves in front…

You hear all the stories about the big two.. heaven and hell… Either you’re a sinner and are ready to go down to the fiery abyss to suffer or.. you float to the clouds ready for eternal salvation-.. what if I told you that it’s all a lie? There is one place I never want to end up again-.. One place where the souls who have something they left behind.. those who are missing something.. purgatory. Yeah I went there myself before I was brought back to life, let me tell you now.. everything you have been told is all a lie.. there is no salvation waiting for you.. only pain, fear and the void.. Let me go back, so…

“Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it.” — Matthew 7:13 Faith is a strange thing. An invisible current, tugging people toward something they couldn’t see, couldn’t prove, yet clung to with unwavering certainty. Some found comfort in it. Others, like me, found it incomprehensible—a construct built on nothing but hope and fear. A way to explain the unexplainable. A reason to kneel when the world felt too heavy to stand. I never thought much about it. Religion, faith, belief… they were like relics from another time, things people inherited rather than chose. I grew up watching others pray before meals, cross themselves in front…

“Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it.” — Matthew 7:13 Faith is a strange thing. An invisible current, tugging people toward something they couldn’t see, couldn’t prove, yet clung to with unwavering certainty. Some found comfort in it. Others, like me, found it incomprehensible—a construct built on nothing but hope and fear. A way to explain the unexplainable. A reason to kneel when the world felt too heavy to stand. I never thought much about it. Religion, faith, belief… they were like relics from another time, things people inherited rather than chose. I grew up watching others pray before meals, cross themselves in front…

You hear all the stories about the big two.. heaven and hell… Either you’re a sinner and are ready to go down to the fiery abyss to suffer or.. you float to the clouds ready for eternal salvation-.. what if I told you that it’s all a lie? There is one place I never want to end up again-.. One place where the souls who have something they left behind.. those who are missing something.. purgatory. Yeah I went there myself before I was brought back to life, let me tell you now.. everything you have been told is all a lie.. there is no salvation waiting for you.. only pain, fear and the void.. Let me go back, so…