Romance
Is Rape By Seduction
By
Adam Shane Lawes
MY DIARY DIGITAL
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The feeling of a supernatural presence seems to be
now increasing each night that I walk through the cemetery grounds lately - and
despite being quite eerie - this unknown presence does not feel threatening or
malevolent in any way - and if this presence and movement is the cause of
spirits-souls-ghosts - then why are they are hanging around this cemetery and
their place of burial - for if they are going to hang around this material
physical plane of existence on this planet - wouldn't they prefer to hang around
somewhere more comfortable such as where they lived or where they felt the most
comfortable and happy when they were physically alive - instead of the cemetery
where there physical body is now buried - or is it that when they were
physically alive they had a horrible life and everywhere seems horrible to them
except the sanctuary of the cemetery where their physical remains now lie -
however even so now in their state as a spirit-soul-ghost - can't they travel
anywhere they want to and check out other places to possibly exist comfortably
rather than this cemetery where their bones are buried - maybe because they
have chosen not to go into the spirit-realm that will take them to their
specific dwelling place within the underworld of hell like they are supposed to
- they are now bound to exist at the place where their bones are buried - and
so in such a state of existence - they wander the cemetery grounds at night
before returning to rest in their graves during the day - or if they are
fortunate enough - to their memorial subterranean catacomb rooms just like the
one that I am now hiding out in and living in here at the cemetery - and if
this is the case - then that is what I would like to have when I die - a
memorial subterranean catacomb tomb room that is decorated like the black
painted iron subterranean catacomb tomb room that I am now hiding out in here
at the cemetery - except I would cover the walls and the roof with plush black
velveteen and the floor with plush black velour velvet and I would have a
single black velvet couch throne for me to sit in with a small black coffin
coffee table in front of it and opposite it a full length black upright coffin
with a realistic life-like mannequin statue of my dark angel Lilith standing
seriously and sternly emotionally inside it - and I would have a realistic
life-like wax model made up of me sitting on my black velvet couch throne down
here in my dark, catacomb tomb room that would also contain my physical remains
and be completely lit by dark eerie red neon lighting - And maybe in the
context of this possibility - in terms of cemetery memorials in the future - we
could have subterranean cemeteries that could be built underground anywhere -
and which are a maze of corridors and separate memorial catacomb tomb rooms -
and inside each different catacomb tomb room there is the coffin or urn of the
physically deceased person - and each individual catacomb tomb room is designed
to suit that physically deceased person's tastes and aesthetics when they were
alive and filled with their favourite personal possessions - and each memorial
catacomb tomb room would have seats so that their loved ones and friends and
even their fans if they were famous - could come down and pay their respects
inside the physically deceased person's individual subterranean catacomb tomb
room - and also if it were metaphysically allowed by our god the devil
especially in the context of not disturbing at any given time a physically
deceased person's spirit-soul's rest, rehabilitation and eventual reincarnation
back onto our earth into a physical human body - during specially chosen
moments whilst a person's spirit/soul is in hell - maybe the spirit-soul of the
physically deceased person could temporarily and momentarily rise up from their
underworld dwelling place in hell and temporarily inhabit the realistic
life-like wax model icon statue of themself during special moments of memory
for their loved ones.
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Adam Shane Lawes
