“DO YOU REALLY WANT ME TO TELL YOU WHAT’S IT LIKE IN THERE!?? DO YOU!??”
The old man cried out in his sleep. “I’ll tell you what it was like. It was like nothing you’ve ever seen. Oh Gawd!!… Most of the people that went into that place - sob! – never, ever comes out! For every hundred people that goes into that place, only a handful comes back out. Send in another hundred and maybe – maybe! – eight, fifteen will come out. But, and I can’t believe it!, most of the people that went into that god-forsaken place discovered what was really in there waiting for them, and never came back out again.
And the ones that did – well… they were sorry they did. Not that they wanted too! Come back, that is. They had to! – They were forced back out in the world among the rest of us sinners! None of ‘em wanted to come back out. It’s that they weren’t chosen. Some tried ‘n sneaked back in with the next group, only to be tossed back – rejected again and again - until they could stand it no more and sanity slipped unknown into the darkness - and they began to blast away at those innocents waiting to take their turn at the judging. Chaos ruled! Blood ran thick in the Mews. In the end, the Condemned, as they became known, gained power and closed the doors to the chambers and no one was allowed to enter.” Oh GAWD!!
And thus it stood for generations until one person, an innocent, held sway on the steps of the great doors and asked “Why?” When no one answered him, he simply shrugged his shoulders and grabbed hold of the massive handles. He tugged with all his might but could not budge the doors. Again – and again. Try as he might, the door would not budge . . . until a small voice from out of the wilderness cried out
"Try PUSHINGGGG".
And so he did. And the doors budged. And the putrid gas from all those decaying, rotting bodies came boiling out through the open doors into the pureness of the country. Within a week, nothing was left living, for the methane was deadly.
So you can see my son, there is a lesson to be learned from this tale. And it is simply this:
SOMETIMES IT IS BEST TO PULL, EVEN WHEN PEOPLE TELL YOU TO “PUSH”
