Fool's Paradise

A Fool’s Paradise…. Philosophy of Heaven and Hell

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Fool's ParadiseAn example of the real heaven is to live with mature people who believe in love, affection, and friendship; while the real hell is to live with immature people who believe in money, power, and sex. Ever wondered, why many people like to believe that Ethics is the politics of heaven. And, Politics is the ethics of hell!

Nazarul Islam

I sent my Soul through the Invisible,
Some letter of that After-life to spell:
And by and by my Soul return’d to me,
And answer’d: ‘I Myself am Heav’n and Hell

……..Omar Khayyam

Khayyam’s poetry amazes me, and lifts me up to the Heavens, then throws me down to earth. In life, the wise have made their own heaven while the fool has complained of hell, but I believe that both are inevitable, and both are temporary. Heaven is not just a place for your future spirit to rest. It is finding happiness in your current state of existence!

And likewise, for those still wondering what I said….there are no locks on the gates of hell; it is only suffering that lasts only for a time. I inherited this wisdom from my forefathers. But then, I have only learned to trust people who live with reality and karma to guide them. Most religions have paid little or no attention to either.

An example of the real heaven is to live with mature people who believe in love, affection, and friendship; while the real hell is to live with immature people who believe in money, power, and sex. Ever wondered, why many people like to believe that Ethics is the politics of heaven. And, Politics is the ethics of hell!

Let me remind you of your moments at bedtime, as a child. You were terrified of the dark, perhaps more terrified of the closed closet door that surely cracked open when you weren’t looking and spewed out ghouls and devils. Then, you took care that no arms or legs protruded from the bed. You sometimes slept with the covers over the head. Sweltering, panting, barely breathing. Not even your hair exposed, lest a monster discover and devour you.

I do remember begging my mother to check under the bed. I remember trying to explain how some monsters had invisibility cloaks. She would kiss my cheek and switch off the light. However, we did stop looking under the bed once we realized that the monsters were all, inside us.

Isn’t it funny, how these monsters have transformed themselves? Suddenly they don’t mind daylight. Suddenly they dress nicely, speak our language, and share our customs. They sit next to us on the metro or tube and jog around our neighborhoods. They slip things into drinks at parties, and then offer us jobs. Sometimes we spot them, sometimes we don’t. Sometimes we even do the unthinkable: we invite them to our bed. As adults, we burn down the sanctuaries we created as children. Our inner child freaks out, but its screams are drowned by our moans as our monsters!

Life is not the problem, life is a solution. Those who thought of it, to be endured were miserable souls and their views were perhaps shaped by negative energy. Those who believed that there was anything better were perhaps misled by their urge to live eternally and they are the apparent witnesses to the greatness of life—since they wanted more of it, and not less.

Like it or not, life under a human form is a gift. Very few creatures get the privilege to experience it as such; to whatever cause I had the chance to experience it in its fullness in a positive way. As for myself, I have been utterly grateful.

The religious man among us will constantly look for the proof of Heaven and Hell; while the atheist will constantly look to disprove Heaven and Hell. And they go on like that, locked-head in battle, both battling for beliefs that really cannot be proven. Neither the existence nor the non-existence of Heaven and Hell can be proven. And soon they will all be dead. And nobody will know where they went, except they themselves who die. And so the battle shall continue, as it always has. Therefore, why should I join either side?

If there is a God Almighty, I should imagine Him not needing human beings made out of carbon, to believe in Him. What use to God would our species be? If He loves us, then He will love us because He chooses to love us – Never because He needs us to believe in Him. It wouldn’t make any difference whatsoever, to an Almighty God, if carbon species breathing oxygen believed in Him or not. If He wanted to love the species then He just would – Regardless of their own persuasions.

And if there is not an Almighty God, then it would not matter if I joined such a battle, either. Either way, why would I join such a cursed downward spiral? The truth that we do know for sure is that it is our responsibility and it is in our best interest, to live our lives in such a way that creates Heaven on Earth and puts Hell on Earth far away.

It’s impossible to fear and love God at the same time—just because, you can’t enter into heaven and hell at the same time! Before Adam there were Heaven and Hell. Sin or no sin, the devil was destined to go in hell no matter how hard he tried to believe in God. Hell and Heaven are states of being, not destinations. These are the worlds we carry within. Don’t expect to find angels and demons—not in the way you’ve envisioned them. God is called Bhagwan, God, the Holy Spirit or the Guru or Allah, yet Man is only called a Monster. Don’t be fooled by titles. Call a skunk a rose and it will continue to reek. Do Hydras crawl out from between the weatherworn pages of fairytale anthologies?

Each head of the hydra headed monster has symbolized a sin: each belch of fire is a sin put to action. However, one should know that the shadows differ. There may be seven heads, or three, or one. Those with one head are particularly tricky. Who’s to say if they’re human or hydra? You’d have to kiss them, bite them. You would know them by their mouth. The name of their sin is tattooed on the inside of their bottom lip so maybe they can lick and taste its sweetness?

I like to believe that most people have faith in God because they think he’s comforting—perhaps, not because they think he’s real, a physical being. Neither Heaven nor Hell are far from routine. The biggest danger lies in the perception of the proximity.

Often our demons are necessary to appreciate heaven If our mind and heart have been open to greater awareness and love, each cycle expands our understanding. We move toward greater understanding and happiness (heaven).

If fear dominates our responses to life our vision of reality may contract and our life become more and more circumscribed.

Millions of people in our world have been told that God so loved the world, that God sent his son to save the world, and that if they accept and believe in Jesus, then they’ll be able to have a relationship with God…

But there’s more. Millions have been taught that if they don’t believe, if they don’t accept in the right way, that is, the way the person telling them the gospel does, and they were hit by a car and died later that same day, God will have no choice but to punish them forever in conscious torment in hell… A loving heavenly father who will go to extraordinary lengths to have a relationship with them would, in the blink of an eye, become a cruel, mean, vicious tormentor who would ensure that they had no escape from an endless future of agony… if your God is loving one second and cruel the next instance, if your God will punish people for all eternity for sins committed in a few short years, no amount of clever marketing or compelling language or good music or great coffee will be able to disguise that one, true, glaring, untenable, acceptable, awful reality…

There is an end waiting for all of us; an end waiting to show us the records of our journey. Let’s mind the end, and keep the end in mind as you journey to the end, for no man can skip the end; in the end, we shall see the end! The end that will make us ponder and wonder, awaits us all!

Let us therefore wake up each day and remind ourselves that each day, we are all drifting towards the end!

Yes, the End.

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Nazarul IslamThe Bengal-born writer is a senior educationist settled in USA. He writes regularly for Sindh Courier and the newspapers of Bangladesh, India and America.

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