@rex b,
Chaos, torment, never-ending death... Earth.
A fave band of mine, the wonderful Wilco, has a song called "Hell Is Chrome"
that offers a view of hell as institutional, like a well-kept prison or sanitary
hospital or government building or mental asylum, completely sterile, cold and
impersonal, quiet, boring, predictable, professional... the kind of place that would
drive the human mind insane to be captive in for even a short period of time.
That would be hell, and heaven would be the kind of environment that humans
flourish in: full of adversity and hardship and challenges, unpredictable, a mess
to be cleaned up and made into something personal, an environment that
changed between extremes. That's what makes human happy, so that would
be heaven.
The thing is, the guy who wrote the song came up with it after a visit to his
shrink (he's a long sufferer of panic attacks) who explained to him that his
problems result from his stubborn attempt to force order upon the world and
control it, which is the driving force behind most mental problems. Looking at
the world and how others can react to it, he decided the concepts of heaven
and hell were possible reversed, and imagined the devil appealing to him to
go to hell, because it's the place he longs for, where nothing is allowed to
happen, where no one has free-will.
I believe in neither. I believe human life... intelligent disearning life, exists solely
in the brain, and at the end of one's life the brain unleashes all of the
chemical and electrical impulses it has stored, and one lives seemingly forever
in a rush of memories. The things one has tried hardest to suppress, the
"bad" things or regrets, since they've been accessed by the brain fewer times
have a more potent charge, and this can be hell if you've been an awful person.
A hell very much of your own making, and one that is your eternity.