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The speaker fears emptiness more than damnation.

What matters here is not moral terror but existential blankness. Hell is imaginable; nowhere at all is worse because it suggests erasure, aimlessness, and no destination.

A five-line handwritten aphorism that ranks two terrors: 'I am alot more / afraid of going no / where at all, / than of going / to Hell.' The source line break splits 'no / where,' letting 'no' hang for a beat before the destination resolves into nothingness. Hell is bearable because it is a place; what the speaker dreads is annihilation without arrival. The kept spelling 'alot' keeps the confession plainspoken, and the poem stakes out the manuscript's starkest theological preference: damnation over the void.