Walking through the door, we all cringed in disgust. The repugnant spirits which we saw looked exactly like the one at the door, without any hands, eyes, or tongues. They all were wandering aimlessly around, with a lost look of hopelessness on their faces. Stepping carefully around them, we watched them with pity and sympathy. Our guide, seeing our melancholy faces said,
“These grieving souls have committed the sin of lust. They have been adulterous, lustful, committed fornifications, or done sensual wrongs. Without eyes, they now cannot see anyone. Without hands, they cannot touch anyone. Without tongues, they cannot flatter anyone anymore.”
Without further ado, he started singing!
“You know you’re bad, you’re bad, you’re really, really bad”
Feeling a little better because of the ironic situation, we started to sing along. As the song ended, we were all smiling. Thank goodness for Michael Jackson. He really was destined to be the perfect guide for us because he knew just how to lift our mood. Walking on, we found the next circle more abhorrent than the others.
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