Hell

Die and go to Hell

I have constantly been visiting a friend's blog. Many people remember Chris in High School to be a hermit and little eccentric, but also a rather insightful and individualistic personality who was a nonetheless a pleasure to be with. For me, reading his blog offers some slice of himself that i would otherwise miss for a long time or maybe even forever. He expresses candidly on personal matters that explore the dichotomy between capitalism vs communism, religion vs secularism, work vs play, etc. These i thought were the issues that surround many of our daily lives, but yet we seldom bother to think of them. Often, i find them only expressed in what i call the "narrow sense". Many people talk of them with relation to their own daily problems, etc. Chris however, shares his thoughts in relation to bigger cosmos.

I remember that in one post he postulates that people intentionally send themselves into hell. Such thought struck a chord with me, and here is why.......

In my last year of High school, I recall that Madam was giving a few of us extra literature practice by reviewing a metaphysical poem. Apparently one of the features of the poem was death and hell. The guarding dogs mentioned in the poem were supposed to have alluded to the gate of hell, and my friend Gracia pointed out that this device was also used in one of the Harry Potter Books series( the 3 headed dog).

I wasn't so much disconcerted by the idea of hell but rather of what the imagery reminded me of. That vaguely conjured up a nightmare that i had when i was a little girl. I could not have been more than 10 or 11 at that point, but i did see( in my nightmare) the gateway to hell as a giant dog's head. The strange part about the dog's head was that it was made of metal and its mouth opened for animals or humans who were destined for hell came falling to it.

Is this telling me anything at all?

The whole place seemed to be dim and resembled a fiery furnace. Everyone including myself was falling from a great height into the gate of hell. Now here is the interesting tidbit, while other sinners and animals could not help being swallowed by hell's mouth, i was saved by grasping onto a "branch" on the sides of the "furnace". And i watched as a lamb sped past me into the fiery depths of hell.