From Huw Raphael
Hell reconsidered
Music: October Project, ‘Wall of Silence’

Not that I claim to live up to this standard but well done.

Hell is rather like C.S. Lewis imagined in The Great Divorce: a wide "community" of people slowly, by self-made choices, drifting further and further apart until each of us has a house alone in the darkness in which we can pace and plot and never reach each other ever again. Hell is like Oakland: there is no there, there. But the "there" that is absent is the divinely given human heart of Love. It is a absence made present in my own lack of Love, in my own ego.