Your Final Resting Place

The devil makes pleasure hard to get (but not too hard) so we have to do bad things to get it.
The devil is about six inches high, the devil is small not big, quiet not loud, relaxing.

His plan is for us to accept an inch of pleasure for a mile of pain -- when older: a half inch of pleasure for ten mile of pain. Then finally, in hell, 100% pain and ZERO pleasure.

We would not accept 100% pain on earth now, but we will accept it later when hell claims us.
Completely Relax and think about your life and search for a feeling -- that bad feeling is the feeling the devil is taking you to hell with: nice and filthy, relaxing soothing pain.

'Relax in my filthiness, you know you want to.' -- like a sewage bath.


There is no excitement in hell, only various pains from bouyant to intense to mild and filthy, and every shade in between.
But its the mild and filthy spirit that draws you into accepting total pain.

On this false world men pretend only infinite intensity is true and that no God and no devil exists. But you can only maintain intensity for just so long, sooner or later your soul has to rest in meekness: whether filthy meekness or righteous meekness.

For the true universe is made with meekness not intensity -- how can I briefly explain what I heard from God? We think the earth is heavy, but buried under layers of fine atmosphere some 7-to-9 earth-to-moon distances out, it is quite light, and floats in the light of the solar system.
This earth is like a speck in a party balloon.
The universe is made of meekness and lightness and not heaviness and hardness as we suppose.