It was ideas like this that convinced me heaven wasn’t real when I was young.
Like, some woman’s first husband dies. She eventually remarries and is happy. Later she dies and goes to heaven. Who is she with there? Husband 1 or 2? Both? Neither? The only way it makes sense to me is if people are essentially high 24/7 so nothing bothers them. But, is that really so heavenly?
You are supposed to feel eternal bliss but if a loved one ends up in hell, wouldn’t that make you sad. So who’s really in heaven? A modified version of you? That’s creepy…
I remember having it explained to me in catechism (essentially catholic religious education) that they would know you’re in hell and wouldn’t miss you. Kind of a fucked up thing to tell a 6 year old, but what are you gonna do
There’s a part in Dante’s Inferno where Dante sees a guy he used to know in Hell and he’s bummed out, but his guide Virgil says, “That guy is in Hell because God wants him here. Who the F are you to question the will of God? Maybe you should just stay in Hell yourself if you think you’re so smart…” and Dante has to backtrack and be like, “No, you’re right, fuck that guy.”
/I know Dante’s Inferno isn’t technically Catholic doctrine, it’s just fanfic that became so popular people can’t separate it from the canon.
