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Letter to the Beyond

A young boy once wrote a letter, addressed to the great beyond and no one in particular. I cannot recollect word for word, the content of this bizarre write up but I can give a detailed account.
"Hello to you. I would have loved to greet you with a particular time but I do not know if time exists. If all is void and without shape, I do not have knowledge of. If you are all in the spiritual or astral dimension, I'm sure you'll get this.

I do not know who the postman is or who might receive this letter or whether you would get it or not. But I write in faith and good hope that you get my message.
To those in the Beyond whether great or reverse. To those who are beyond the cruel and gruesome hold of pain and sorrow. Who have either tasted it or not, I say, you have met with good luck.
To those filled with regret and dismay, either that you've done less good or more evil. To those who wish to do more, well the time has slipped from your fingers and can not be regained. What I feel bad about us not knowing if I'm on track or overtrack, whether to do more or do les. So,  I say, your regrets remain just the same because time spent can never be recalled.

To those whose souls are being tormented no for doing evil but for not doing the right thing and watching those who do evil thrive on earth, I say, there are many of you now, so do well to send a message to them to amend their ways.

To those in the right hand of the Lord and those sleeping on His bosom, is it too cushioned and cozy that you do not remember to alert others who are far within your reach to follow in tour footsteps?
To those souls wandering about, still fighting the battle between food and evil, who haven't rested a bit even after their demise to know where they truly belong. Pick a side and let the Almighty Judge judge you accordingly.

To those who after arriving at the shore on the other side find out that their disbelief in the Unknown and theories to prove it has come to waste, I pray the Merciful Lord tamper justice with mercy because He has provided you with signs to lead you aright but yo chose to be blind and deaf to it.
To those whose souls are already burning in the deepest depth of hell by still walk about alive, change your ways so you might be pardoned by God.

I have written the little my golden pen can. Apologies to all those I didn't greet. My regards to you all. I hope to get a reply as soon as to ge this letter. With utmost respect, A little boy."

The boy went ahead to post the letter but never returned with the reply to the letter to the beyond.
I typed with shaky hands as I retell the story of the boy told by my grandmother. The question in my heart remains why the boy never came back.

Oyedeji Qudus Adedolapo
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18/6/2018, 1055pm.