You'r personal heaven/hell

[normalguycap]

Is proper spelling too much to ask? And isn't normal life heavenly and hellish enough?

 

[let's rock]

My personal heaven would be anywhere that a James Dean movie is being played, and my personal hell would be a world with no happyness whatsoever. Nuff said.

 

[floopdawoop]

Hell: Having to watch the girl I like fold under the advances of a complete douche-bag while I sit silently.

Heaven: Being in a relationship with said girl.

These events are so close to transpiring I can smell the brimstone.

 

[The Shade]

Well, I'm a pastafarian, so I'll go to Pastafarian Heaven or Hell.

Heaven: Beer volcano and a stripper factory.
Hell: Same, but the beer is stale and the strippers all have STDs.

RAmen.

 

[LHZA]

Funny this post should appear, I was just in mine. I love food, I'm not fat because I play sports, work out a lot, ride my bike around town, but I flat out refuse to diet....EVER! Any ways I just got over a recent bout of strept throat which had to be the worst in the history of throat illnesses. All the pain was on one side, but it felt like someone was stabbing me while simultaneously pouring acid on that side every time I tried to take a bit or drink anything. I spend the last two days eating possibly less then 500 calories. It took me 25 minutes to eat five blue berries, and take three sips of water. I've sprained my ankle, had all four of my wisdom teeth removed, required 17 stitches once, had hip surgery, but nothing was as painful as that!

 

[Agarth]

Heaven: I have access to every video-game, toy, console, ect. and I have my own super computer. Plus I have a fortress inside of a volcano with lava bears for security officers, and (if on the impossibility that it happens) when someone reaches my throne room they'll be greeted by my henchmen giving him/her a trophy and then show them to the nearest exit.

Purgatory just because I can: A giant restraunt where I am forced to eat my sins to cleanse my soul.

Hell: I'm trapped in a room with everyone I hate, with no way out, and I'm a cripple wearing a straitjacket. And that's only stage one of my own personal hell. And I don't think there will be any dragons in deeper levels...

 

[DoubleTime]

My personal heaven: A huge tower with thousands of branching off corridors, each one lined with door-ways. Each doorway is a new small dimension, belonging to a person. Every person gets their own door. They can make whatever they want in this little dimension (complete god-like power within it), but you can never die, never age, there is no disease or sickness and you heal within a day from even obliteration. You CAN still feel pain, but it is not as severe.

You can also invite anyone else into your dimension, but they can only enter with the owner's permission. Everyone who dies old will reverse age to an age between 20 and 30 when they were best. Everyone who is younger will age forward until that point. This won't be instant, but not as slowly as here on Earth.

All positive sensory reactions will be heightened where pain was dulled, so a loving touch or cool breeze feels that much nicer and the bright colours of the glowing neon creatures you fill your dimension with will look all the more stunning... Also memory will work differently, past trauma in life will still be remembered, but not hurt as much, and good things will not get old, if you love Ferrero Rocher Chocolate, you could be well... in heaven because of them all the time. (you have to keep happy and busy for an eternity).

You will also have the door address of all your good friends, lovers and family from life, and you will remember your life.

My hell: Complete loneliness, to remain conscious in a state where there is nothing, at least biblical hell has pain, and you can still be pre-occupied. Also non-existence, yay, my own personal hell is assured for me.

My idea of heaven has also always been a lot like this (except it's sort of a dimension door to other planes rather than an ethereal hallway). Everyone has their own dimension where only what they want enters, and they sculpt it to their desires. I would add, though, I also believe in reincarnation and multiple dimensions outside of the divine and profane (kind of like different dimensions and planes in D&D), and thus I believe it's possible for people to choose to re-enter life, albeit without memories until they've re-entered their heaven dimension. Also, the better an individual's "track record," so to speak, the more input they get in the who/what/when/where/how's of that next life, possibly even being allowed some pat life memory, although I feel that's sort of a rare thing.

Likewise I feel hell is fairly tailored to individuals, with the worst possible torments physically, psychologically, and emotionally being carried out for terms equal to their crimes. Sort of like karma, but more like a super-complicated devil and demon run bureaucratic web of laws and regulations.

On the subject of souls I would also like to add because of these beliefs I don't think anyone's soul has a specific form attached to it (e.g. human, animal, anthro, elf, dragon, alien, aberration, etc.). In short I think if someone shows off a "form" in their or another's dimension it's likely to be a reflection of their likes, dislikes, personality traits, and so on, whatever that entails, and is probably constantly evolving as we go through lives.

I've actually written a lot on this, due to my interest in furry fandom and desire to understand my spiritual beliefs, as well as a curiosity in otherkin thought patterns (not an otherkin, BTW). (Hit me up if you're interested in it.)

Also, I've come to peace with the idea that none of this might be right or real at all, and there is simply nothing waiting after death. At the very least if it's not true I see it as a "comfort lie," like things people say when they have no control over a situation, such as "Nothing bad will happen," even when all evidence points otherwise, that will let my heart feel at peace so I can carry on with life. I believe in acting within the bounds of what is provable, pushing those bounds to find new truths and dispel old lies, and using science to govern ourselves rather than intuition and belief, because those are very fallible things.

Religion is for the heart, Science is for the world, as I always say.

(Sorry to wax so philosophical, etc.)

 

[DoubleTime]

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@#&%*!!!

The h*ll computer? Why are you doing this? I'm so sorry for the double-post... (especially since this makes the second double post today... I think it's because I keep getting update alerts and auto-downloads of security stuff...) Seriously though, mods, feel free to delete this...

 

[Riddle78]

Heaven: A building with an infinitely stocked fridge,a harem (Seriously. It's a biological need.),a computer that can run every game that did,does,and ever will exist,every console that evid rid,does,and ever will exist,and every game that ever did,does,and will exist. I live mah games.

Hell: Surrounded by people constantly thinking that their shit don't stink (turn of phrase,people),amazing games are being played,horribly,by deaf people (or,even worse,people that CAN hear,but will actively reject your advice!) just out of reach. While getting the everloving shit beaten out of me.

 

[Twilight.falls]

Heaven: As others have said, some kind of pocket dimension where I was in control. Like, it could put me into a day in my normal life, but I suddenly have the ability to influence the world however I think of it. Like, I could make the sky green on a whim, and suddenly all the fat people in the world are supermodels with a thought. I could vent some anger by dropping a meteor in the center of town, then snap my fingers and it never happened.

That would be my paradise. A place where the only limitation is my imagination.

Hell: A place where I can't move, can't speak, can't breathe, kept alive only by some supernatural cause. I'd be reminded of all my failures in life, each moment of regret, sorrow, and rage would be relived endlessly. Perhaps the person who reminds me of all these events would take the form of my family, or my best friends.

 

[Brandon237]

Epic Snip of Epic And Snippety Proportions.

Waxing Philosophical is generally cool on the Escapist, and your spelling and grammar are fine and it is readable, so no problems And it is good to not have your ideas set in stone, because that is where all problems of belief come from.

Spoiler: As a great image once said:

Captcha: Death Key. Seriously?!

 

[sbm1990]

I know I'm bumping an old thread here, but I found this thread through a google search, and wanted to chime in my two cents. To moderator: If this bump is a major problem, go ahead and delete this post, but Id figure it would've been better to bump this, rather than start a new thread when this one already exists. Either way, if its really that big of a problem, do what you gotta do, otherwise, here's my personal heaven and hell.

Heaven: A big house with tons of acres in the backyard which contain a waterpark full of slides, a rope swing that leads into a 10 foot pool, a big jacuzzi, and a circular "lazy river" that surrounds the waterpark. This backyard also contains a huge trampoline made into a wrestling ring, and a stage that contains tons of guitars and keyboards, and a drum set.

Inside this house are several bedrooms and a kitchen. The kitchen contains every kind of food and drink I've ever enjoyed in life which consists of mainly sweets, snacks, fast food, and sodas, but here, this food wont make me fat, or otherwise be bad for me at all. One of the rooms contains every old school video game system ever made including NES, SNES, N64, Sega Genesis, Playstation 1, 2, etc. along with a huge library of every game ever made for these systems. The master bedroom contains a huge TV with copies of every wrestling TV show from WWF/E, WCW, ECW, NWA, AWA, etc. ever made. The room also contains a huge king size bed, as well as an endless supply of alcohol, weed, and Surge, because Surge is the shit! Also, in this house, there are about roughly 30 smokin' hot girls (some human, some anthropomorhic furries) that obsess over me like fangirls, and will do anything to please and pleasure me, and they always greet me with a huge amount of enthusiasm and excitement.

Here, I've been transformed into my fursona which is a black and white fox/wolf hybrid. (Yes, I'm a furry, like it or not, take it or leave it) Also, Ive been reunited with my pets who have also transformed into furries and can now talk, and in this world, they are my band mates, and on the stage, in my backyard, we perform in front of the girls in my house, and they go nuts, cheering and clapping for us, then proceed to hop the stage, grabbing ahold of me, carrying me into the bedroom. Our band here plays a unique fusion of 80s hair metal and EDM (mainly house with other influences).

I also have an old school caddilac with a radio that plays all the music I enjoy, and can drive up to 200 mph, in which I often use it to drive on this super highway with twists and turns everywhere that defy every law of gravity in existence. I also have a huge tour bus that I, my bandmates, and my fangirls often party in as we drive from city to city while on tour. The partying and fun never stops here, and this is why I call it heaven.

Hell: Being trapped in a room with spiders, scorpions, poisonous insects, every annoying shitty rapper ever and people that are the scum of the earth (backstabbers, thieves, psychopaths, etc.) while people are staring at me from outside laughing at my agony.

 

[Elfgore]

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