The Green Door

Midnite, one more night without sleepin'
Watchin' till the morning comes creepin'
Green door, what's that secret you're keepin' ?

There's an old piano and they play it hot
behind the green door.
Don't know what they're doing but they laugh alot
behind the green door.
Wish they'd let me in so I could find out what's
behind the green door.

Midnite, one more night without sleepin'
Watchin' till the morning comes creepin'
Green door, what's the secret you're keepin' ?

Knocked once, tried to tell 'em I'd been there
Door slammed, hospitality's thin there
Wonder just what's goin' on in there.

Saw an eyeball peepin' through the smokey cloud
behind the green door.
When I said,"Joe sent me,"someone laughed out loud
behind the green door.
All I want to do is join the happy crowd
behind the green door.

Midnite, one more night without sleepin'
Watchin' till the morning comes creepin'
Green door, what's the secret you're keepin' ?

It seemed like everything everybody was doing was totally futile and useless. They were all very very busy accomplishing nothing. The scientist was conducting endless experiments that never bore any results. They were shooting rockets and more rockets into space that either never got off the ground or that never went anywhere.

The fugitive politician was running from this screaming crowd that was mad for his blood. In one room a seamstress was sewing away but never got anything finished. Everything was not only fruitless and futile and endless, but sort of backwards as well. I had a feeling things were either inside out or upside down...very peculiar! I thought to myself, "This must be hell ! "

Each one was continuing in his own little private hell of his former existence without any relief, no surcease, no hope of it ever ending, and yet all absolutely useless. I tought,"wow, if this is hell, it is terrible! What greater hell could there be for the wicked but to eternally repeat the same hopeless, uselless and fruitless lives they now live without ever having the hope of it ending. The same over and over and over again."

It was just the opposite of the ecstasies of life in Heaven for the Saved and the Blessed. God's children live exciting, fulfilling lives now and the hope of better things in the world to come. Hell is the extension, multiplication and endless continuation of the same monotonous, pointless lives that the wicked live today !

If that's supposed to be a vision of hell it sure did the trick: I sure don't want to go there...it was awful !

The Green Door.....a vision of eternity.


 

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