Perhaps you are right. Some will never seek God. In their rejection of God, they reject their own being, they fall backwards into perpetual night, into a darkness that consumes everything and everyone it touches. Perhaps this leaves them with the dull clarity only the damned can know, but at the cost of the passion and purpose of ever knowing God. Yet, it could be that they still carry the heavy weight of lifely burdens and the burdens of their sins as they are faced with one perpetual truth. That there is no meaning or peace or light to be found on their now eternal journey. That, in the end, they have been found to be nothing more than what they chose to become, a vast, dead, hollow. So they linger there, gazing at the edge of this abyss, afraid to look in, afraid to see the very emptiness of themselves.
