Hell

Does Hell exist?

What is hell? Hell is oneself.
Hell is alone, the other figures in it
Merely projections. There is nothing to escape from
And nothing to escape to. One is always alone.
~ T.S. Eliot 

Charlotte Brontë’s Jane Eyre describes Hell as a pit of fire which one can duck by keeping in good health and not dying.

Neat trick if you can manage it.

Jean-Paul Sartre says, in No Exit, that Hell is other people.

Is this Hell?

Does Hell look like the third panel of Hieronymus Bosch’s Garden of Earthly Delights with nearly everyone getting reamed with nasty sharp objects? I realize this may well be the preferred kink for some. For these people, the ones who DO enjoy spikey ass pokes, would Hell be all gentle foot massages with chamomile and rose essential oils?

In the teevee show, Lucifer, Hell is your own guilt and regrets played out over and over and over again. You live an endless loop of the crimes from which you feel deep shame, remorse and/or grief.

Maze, one of the devil’s hot helpers says that:
"In Hell, I have to use their own guilt against them as torture.”

Essentially, we are the authors, the directors of our own painful paybacks. Seems like an effective punishment (and, perhaps, deterrent) to me.

But wait…does this mean that, IF this Hell exists, Captain Incompetent Chaos will never experience the wretched suffering, misery and torments of the abyss? After all, Prez Disgustamino Dolt-face has no regrets.

We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell.
~ Oscar Wilde 

In the teevee show (which, if you hadn’t noticed, I just LOVE) Mr. Morningstar says, (I’m paraphrasing the fuck outta this quote since I can’t find his exact words), that he’s not the root of all evil in this world. We humans do a bang-up job on the heinous iniquities front all on our own.

Yup, I can totes dig it.

Maybe this world is another planet’s Hell.
~ Aldous Huxley

Maybe this world is our very own Hell. It could also be Heaven – metaphorically or otherwise.

What would Heaven look like?

Dunno but in MY Heaven, I get to paint all the damn time (and never have to clean up). I have hearing and can listen to Bach, Vivaldi, Orff, Reich, Led Zeppelin, NIN, Paul Simon, Jeff Beck, Richard Thompson etc., etc., etc., 24/7. Dark chocolate covered cherries grow on trees and have NO calories! There are cats everywhere and they all get along. This would be Heaven.

There are no Republicans in Heaven…DUH.

The hottest places in hell are reserved for those who, in times of great moral crisis, maintain their neutrality.
~ Dante Alighieri