  urlLink The catalogue of UK Entrances to Hell I love urlLink The Pagan Prattle Going through this side reminds me of a part of a book, i think its Thomas Pynchon's Vineland . A bizarre book, all around. i've read it two or three times and have yet to make heads or tails of it. But anyway, one passage comes to mind. He's explaining about how, once upon a time, hell and earth weren't separated. there were entrances and gates all over (this inspired my story about the fishing trip of the gods that is on my regular page) hell and earth. And the inhabitants used to go on vacation in hell or earth and take pictures and hang out and things were maybe a bit warmer in hell but they were essentially the same.
For some reason, after a while, people forgot about the gates, and they were covered by parking lots and overgrown with weeds and no one came to visit anymore. So. That's what i was thinking about as i read this. It may not have even been Pynchon... it may have been skinny legs and all, or some other book by ...who is it, Robbins? More i think about it, the more i think it must have been a Robbins book. 
