NO OPTIONS AFTER DEATH.

Some said that there was only and just brutally crucifying
darkness; a wall of satanically pulverizing blackness; after you
wholesomely relinquished your very last breath and died,
Some said that there was only and just ghastily crippling silence;
an unsurpassable coffin of tyrannically hopeless devastation;
after you wholesomely relinquished your very last breath and
died,
Some said that there was only and just enchantingly invincible
paradise; a festoon of royally resplendent heavens to welcome
you; after you wholesomely relinquished your very last breath
and died,
Some said that there was only and just gruesomely ribald
boredom; unsurpassable mortuaries of deplorably crucifying
frustration; after you wholesomely relinquished your very last
breath and died,
Some said that there was only and just sadistically satanic
torture; brutal excoriation of even the most infinitesimal of
bones; after you wholesomely relinquished your very last breath
and died,
Some said that there was only and just fetidly abhorrent stench;
limitless dungeons of sacrilegious decay; after you wholesomely
relinquished your very last breath and died,
Some said that there was only and just insanely bawdy mania;
uprooting every ingredient of celestial happiness; after you
wholesomely relinquished your very
last breath and died,
Some said that there was only and just diabolically annihilating
hell; the carcasses of unceasingly vindictive doomsday; after you
wholesomely relinquished your very
last breath and died,
Some said that there was only and just unconquerably perpetual
rebirth; the same form of life being consummately replaced by

another; after you wholesomely relinquished your very last

breath and died,
Some said that there was only and just true emancipation of the
soul; with it entering another symbiotically holy spirit; after you
wholesomely relinquished your very
last breath and died,
Some said that there was only and just profanely livid loneliness;
every iota of the blood being frozen into wisps of inane
meaninglessness; after you wholesomely relinquished your very
last breath and died,
Some said that there was only and just hedonistically evil
distortion; the graveyards of the most cancerously maiming of
disease plaguing every ounce of your vibrant existence; after you
wholesomely relinquished your very last breath and died,
Some said that there was only and just a despairing oblivion of
infinite infinity; helplessness and ominous hopelessness on every
step that you dared tread; after you wholesomely relinquished
your very last breath and died,
Some said that there was only and just an invidious apocalypse
of hysterical sobbing; a haunted house of inconsolably neverending misery; after you wholesomely relinquished your very
last breath and died,
Some said that there was only and just a tomb of indefatigable
bad luck; where even the most evanescent droplet of water that
you tried to consume metamorphosing into victimizing venom;
after you wholesomely relinquished your very last breath and
died,
Some said that there was only and just a Universe of blessed reincarnation; unassailably Omnipotent life spawning on every
quarter of earth; after you
wholesomely relinquished your very last breath and died,
Some said that there was only and just a pigstalk of stinkingly
debasing lies; a jailhouse of lecherously penalizing felony; after
you wholesomely relinquished your very last breath and died,

Some said that there was only and just a lugubriously jinxed
ghost; forlornly cursed wails of tawdrily decrepit nothingness;
after you wholesomely relinquished your very last breath and
died,
Whilst I said that as long as you lived and there was life; there
simply wasnt anything like death; not even the most ethereal of
its agnostic insinuation; and after you wholesomely relinquished
your very last breath and died; there wasnt the tiniest of
possibility of contemplating your deathly options any further; as
no form of vibrant life would ever dare even whisper and come
back again.