I walk on the military base, straight at the golden gates of hell. I haven’t seen Hades in a long time, but I pray to my father and mother that he is absent today. I knock six times, then twice more. That number until the doors open. The gate has two golden serpents that unlock when asked correctly by the one inside. They twirl and slither until they make a circle on the top of the 10 ft gate. I walk in knowing very well that I will lose more than I want too. If what I ask is rejected, I walk down the steps. As I do, ghosts of the current time that have passed are crowding the big black Victorian gothic antique ballroom. That’s the boating drop-off zone of the underworld. The changes one has when married. It’s still creepy, but it’s a lot more plausible from the caveman's point of view tha
