The Coordinates of Hell

Hell.
A place built solely for the sake of torment.
Suffering that has been made endless by the death of hope.

Could such an unimaginable tragedy exist as an actual physical location?

Some say that if something can be imagined, then it certainly could exist. Others say no, humans are capable of imagining the impossible. It is a question of which is the more powerful: human imagination or human ego?

I pondered this for a time.
Hell…
Is it a real danger?
Perhaps.
I am willing to concede the possibility of its existence.
What then would such a place be like?

There are a number of people who at the mention of the word immediately think of fire, demons armed with pitchforks, and the like. Most of these descriptions come from sources like Dante and Milton; poetry not actual prophets of alleged dogma.
This I cannot buy into.

A true Hell could not be so… trite.
Eternity as a burn victim?
No.
It would be more complex.
Why should there be burn victims here on earth then?
Would Hell so easily share its only torment?

I spoke at length on this with “holy men” of several faiths.
None believed in the brimstone visions.
Hell, the general consensus amongst those accordingly most knowledgeable on the subject claim, is simply “a place Without God”.

A place Without God.


I considered this at great length.
Everlasting suffering, in conjunction with the absence of God.
And then the obvious truth struck me…

Religion is correct; the Bible is actual dogma,
not fiction as I had always previously assumed.
But the prophecies of revelation contained within it are… antiquated.
The event called “Judgment Day” has already occurred.
The “saved” have been saved, and returned as immortals to Paradise.
And the rest have been sent to Hell.


Yet Hell is not a place of fire and demons with pitchforks.
Rather, it is a shadowed reflection of the perfect creation.
A world in which God has no influence.
Where suffering is inflicted randomly; where the universe is unaware, and completely indifferent to the plight of its inhabitants.
And these inhabitants, they are born into Hell, knowing inherently that there is some kind of God of it all, but unable to truly grasp what that means.
They can understand the concept, but they are unable to see or hear or truly know the Divine, because His will does not extend into Hell.
And so Hell’s denizens live their short lives in the torment of fear and indecision,
and then die.
And then are reborn into Hell,
without the memories of their previous visit
to do it again.
And again.
Forever.

Judgment has been passed.
And you, dear reader, were not good enough.
You are already in Hell.
As are we all.