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Think a bit.

In the good book, theres a heaven and a hell. Theres also limbo. Purgatory. Oblivion. Siberia, for the more literal minded. Siberia... Siberia? Wouldn't the Earths gifts pale in comparison to whatever golden higher realm there may be? Wouldn't the Earths miseries shrivel into mere nuisances compared to tortured dwelling? Wouldn't the Earth therefore be... Middle ground? Siberia? Oblivion? Purgatory? ... Limbo?
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Feb 2, 2012
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