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After dying god infroms you that hell is a myth, and "everyone sins, it's ok". Instead the dead are sorted into six "houses of heaven" based on the sins they chose.

We arrivés first at the House of Lust. "House" is a misleading term. It was more of a camp, spread over acres and acres of lush forest. There was a white sandy beach (nude, ofcourse) full of copulating couples. There were little cabins sprinkled all along the path, from wich orgasmic moans regularly came belting out. Men with six packs and women with perky breasts strolled by without even noticing me and God. They only had eyes for each other, tickling and pinching each other with flirtatious giggles.

"What do you think?" God asked as we passed a nineteen-way taking place in a pool of champagne. Little cherubs flitted overhead armed with mops and cleaning supplies, thankfully. "Lust is our most popular sin." I eyed the supermodel-like figures of a couple passing nearby, and could easily see why. "You can look however you want. Hell, you can be whatever gender you want. No fetish is too taboo, and no desire can be denied here."

It was quite tempting, but I wasn't ready to make a permanent decision here. "Let's see the others," I told God.

We carried on to Greed. WE passed rows and rows of mansions, each more opulent than the next. Some of them were so large that they would have enough bedrooms to fit my entire hometown. And so many styles: one second, we were in a beautiful French Vineyard in front of a gorgeous chateau with the Alpes in teh background. The next second, a warm tropical beach with a modern mansion atop breathtaking Cliffs. After that, a ski chalet in Colorado with a roaring fire in a hearth large enough to fit an ox. Each one had various Italian sports cars and Rolls Royces parked in front, with the occasional smattering of boats, hellicopters, etc.

"Any material desire you ever wanted," God explained. "Your own world, where you can have everything. You want the Hope Diamond? You can fly to Washington DC in your own solid gold helicopter and buy it from teh Smithsonian. Hell, you can just buy the Smithsonian."

Also tempting, but I decided to keep looking.

Gluttony was next up. Tables and tables of the very finest foods: beautiful steaks cooked medium rare; butter-poached lobster tail; exotic wines in dusty bottles hat had been hiding in the cellars of the world's finest reastaurants. Everyone had a glass of champagne in hand and simply lounged on couches and chairs near the tables, eating endlessly. As soon as the inhabitants took a bite, the food just instantly came back. My mouth watered even watching them.

"in every other House, the food is practically sawdust compared to Gluttony," God explained. "You haven't truly experienced heaven until you've been to Gluttony."

I shook my head, and we kept moving.

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