If hell is real, then there's surely some relief to be found in the certainty of eternal torment. What really scared me about it was the doubt eating at my time on this earth.
Anyways, it seems unlikely to me. The Abrahamic faiths have only been around for a recent part of human history and there were many enlightened people who formed their own religious beliefs beforehand. The whole concept of hell reeks of a manmade control mechanism.
If you look closely, ideological Satanism has several advantages over Christianity.
For example, Satan in the satanism of LaVey is perceived as a symbol of worldview - a symbol of freedom, self-development, individualism and rebellion against injustice. While religions give us only limitations.
In many religions, the understanding of good and evil is very one-sided. Sinful holy fathers divide the world into black and white, while even before Christianity, people lived by conscience, and not by some stupid stereotypes.
For thousands of years, religion has destroyed science, art, and all possible freedoms. It was killing people, torturing them and giving false hopes. So why should we believe that hell exists? We are not some kind of obedient cattle who will blindly and thoughtlessly obey orders. If there is hell, then it is there...
"If there is hell, then it is there..."
In a strange way it gives me peace to just kind of feel, in my body, a peace with the infinite possibilities of what might come after death.
Right now, I'm building up momentum toward leaving, but there are still sharp little bits of hope that appear from nowhere and want to wake up something that really feels like it was burnt out a long time ago....
But if I do have to make that leap, "if there is Hell, then it is there." Just like the moon is just in the sky. I like it.
But, in the case of Hell, I see no direct evidence of it, like the moon in the sky. What I see, is evidence that the world humans have evolved into is ruled by matter evolving through entropy, and is mostly made of nothing at all.
And that is alarming to something that has evolved from these forces of entropy, INTO something that can perceive it, in EVERYTHING.
But the concept of hell is meant to be some kind of twisted redirecting of the feelings humans have about the nature of our existence, as something made of many parts that are constantly scrambling through nothingness into nothingness.
It's this little narrative that someone put up in the sky, like naming constellations - ascribing personal labels to a multi-faceted set of natural phenomena.
It's just, sometimes I feel like the circumstances of my life have made me a bit more vulnerable to having just the collective consciousness of TRUE believers' image of Hell burned so WELL into my mind that even though the concept seems ridiculous to me now, maybe some like traumatized little kid inside of me is still trying to understand it, for the sake of the people I had to depend on and still have to in some ways.
It's not even bad faith, it's more like some kind of actual mental scar that I just...don't know what to do with. I want to take a gamma knife to my memories of bible school and churches in general.
I thank you for your input. It really gave me food for thought.