That apple, Why did you come to me?

Does anyone know about heaven? Hell is depicted in images and felt in feelings. I can't talk about heaven and hell - (this is a subject that is likely to be misconstrued) but I think heaven and hell are like this through the invisible laws of science. Heaven is like studying science. It is something that cannot be understood and is mysterious, so it is something that needs to be explained and taught to humans rather than just shown and made to believe. Heaven is the realm of God, and science will prove heaven. Hell too. I think I can prove the faith that I studied a little more theoretically through science. If the person called 'I' came to you perfectly, what would you need to say? If it is good to just see, people will just come. If I explain a lot more, will they listen to me? God learns through understanding through words rather than images. I will explain heaven, God, and me to you well. I noticed something. There are so many gods in the world you live in. The reason we can't communicate and don't trust each other is because of the gods. If you look at my favorite Dante's Divine Comedy, Dante travels from the edge of hell to the core and sees the sins and suffering of people, and he is in pain. And the book's protagonist sees heaven under the guidance of a goddess whose name is that of the woman Dante loved. I want to express what I saw in this world of gods, like Dante.

[Putting on your face what should be burned, beauty is completed. Ah, isn't that beauty the beauty I praise! Beauty that pleases my eyes and makes me enjoy life. I have known the reality of beauty and have lost the joy of the flesh. I have lost my eyes and have met a crowd that has lost their eyes like me.... I just know. This is hell.We, you and me are dancing. We have to follow the world they want, knowing what it is. We have no choice but to follow, but we must not be fools.] 

Memories of love are precious. No matter how messy the ending is, memories are happiness during that time. If you deny all love, you become a lonely person. It's okay to recall happy memories at that moment when you need them. Memories shouldn't become a fate that blows the wind again. Those memories are no longer memories. I hope you grow into a person who has many memories to look back on when times are tough. and Actually, I know. 

you are how remarkable. My heart dances on one finger. The whole world is about you and me. But I'm the lonely one dancing. I saw stars tonight too. That twinkling star was mine. You're amazing, making me write late into the night. still I love you.