Circles of frustration

Hell is a horrible place where the soul longs for relief, but where relief is never found. No one, knowing the reality of hell, would choose to go there. However, there are only two options when we inevitably leave this life and no human has, of them-self, ever been deserving of heaven. God plays God and we play man, such small pawns in this game of life, hardly worth the products used to make our sorry flesh. Vanish oh man, into the dust from whist you came. Who is man to say that the Justifier is unjust, so fair is He in all his ways, but yet the human mind longs for its own will, eagerly pawing toward its selfish goals. Where can man, who was created of the will of God, disappear? God the all-powerful holds all the chips. Man must willingly submit to an authority which brought him to life or be ever punished for his disobedience. Death is easy, but eternity awaits.