how much does hell hurt?

Did you ever wonder, how much does hell hurt? Imagine you're sentenced to burn for the rest of eternity. There must be a limit to the pain. If the pain became too intense, the damned soul would go unconscious, or into shock and no longer feel the pain. Or, if the pain becomes 24/7, then the damned soul might get used to it. In order to fully feel the pain, the soul would have to experience intervals of no pain, to set the torment into relief. What does God think of all this? After all, hell was God's invention.  To learn more about this, tune in to the Harvey Christ radio hour Tuesday, June 14, 11 PM Montreal time.

Bathroom messages

Normality subject to variation, read messages in signs and storefront lettering, messages within this one and only world, it depends what you mean by world. There were suggestions of alternate universes, but this is not fantasy. I’m talking about setting or milieu, for example, the world of Lohbado, the world of ice cream, the world of alphabet and so on. However, there’s really only one world and little settings or worlds within the one world. The Chief Nomroh asked me to make this clear, to avoid misunderstanding.

Club Morono Experimento

Here's how it went from a to b, a being blah, b being OK. I drew in pen a dog, doodle alphabet and words. Next, open a book. A phrase leaped off the page. Refill the cup of coffee. Presto. Blah is gone. I feel OK, until blah comes back. I'll deal with it then. Now is OK. This is a Club Morono way to get going in the morning.

War of the Flies

Flies, screen door, a little tear in grandmother’s screen door enabled flies to enter her house in the bush. The bush contained rock, swamp, deadfall, underbrush, spruce, fir, pine, birch, as one would expect to find in a boreal forest before the emerald ash borer bored in to lay eggs and choke trees to death.

Goo Goo Underground

Lohbado heard boisterous laughter from the Bull's Blood Tavern. He went in and a waitress told him the bar was reserved for a meeting of the Goo Goo Underground, but if he wished to become a member, he would receive a free pint of Worker Bee Lager. Lohbado enjoyed talking to the waitress so much, he said he would gladly be a member if she would help him fill out the form. She said she had no time, but he could sit down and she'd bring him a pint. He could take his time. It was an easy form.

The Story of Oh

Everyday the background music, plus a typical reaction and set of thoughts, a mind rambling distractedly, blown about like a feather, as people hurried to the subway, lined up at bus stops or piled into cars, Lohbado went for coffee. After a refill, he'd write the same old nonsense, predictable spasms triggered by toothache, indigestion, background music or something in the news.

Eepee Corporation

Eepee Corporation recently released the new Smiley Card, a plastic, electronic card chip devise programed to monitor hunger and desire. Each time a person feels hungry or turned on, the card vibrates in one's wallet or purse. The Smiley Card sends out Morono Vibration into the bearer of the card. The Smiley Card also provides a screen-display of suggestions and a GPS to the most effortless and cost effective way to satiate hunger and desire.