What if Hell is actually just Facebook?

What if Hell is actually just Facebook?

Think about it. What if Hell isn’t a literal place buried deep in the center of Earth, but instead, it’s just a really good idea, a concept so grand that it compels us to log into and engage as soon as we wake up in the morning?

What if Hell isn’t an all-consuming reality, but rather an online interface made up of html code, a virtual platform where all of us happily share our realities?

What if, rather than being a place that burns the souls of humankind, Hell burns up the time, energy, and emotion of humankind?

What if Hell’s wailing and weeping isn’t actually wailing and weeping at all but instead, it’s the silent plea to be “Liked,” that eternal cry for somebody, anybody to “Like” what we do, where we’ve been, who we are, and with whom we are doing it all with?

What if Hell isn’t scary at all, but rather just an intangible community of relationships that we keep open on our laptops and scroll through on our smart phones?

What if the gnashing of teeth is actually that mostly inaudible noise we engage in our feeds, the complaining, the opinion-making, the sharing, the selfie taking, the oohing and ahhing, and the liking?

What if demons are trolls? Or what if they’re those online friends who seem to constantly challenge our ideas and opinions, leaving mean-spirited (sometimes hateful) comments in reaction to our status updates and pictures? Or what if they’re the friends who really like us, the ones who innocently “Like” our virtual stuff, join our virtual causes, and virtually tell us we’re awesome?

What if Hell is a seemingly innocent distraction, something that we engage when we are bored, lonely, insecure, proud, angry, broke, empty, aroused, or merely awake? What if Hell is a grand entertainment, a leisure activity that diverts our attentions away from the who(s) and what(s) and where(s) that are most important?

What if, instead of going to Hell, we’ve joined it? What if, amid many our best intentions to avoid Hell, most of us are already there, engaging it now?

What if Hell is actually just Facebook?

Would we be able to save ourselves?

Would we even want to?

5 comments
tulrich125
tulrich125

(Just a note, and this is so trivial: "with whom we are doing it all with." The 'with' at the end is unnecessary if you already placed it before 'whom'. I really appreciate your use of 'whom'!)

jsgjs
jsgjs

Whoever this guy is...he does NOT need to be listened to.  At all.  Let me count the ways....

davewasson
davewasson

CS Lewis thought of Hell in a relatable fashion, 


“I live in the Managerial Age, in a world of "Admin." The greatest evil is not now done in those sordid "dens of crime" that Dickens loved to paint. It is not done even in concentration camps and labour camps. In those we see its final result. But it is conceived and ordered (moved, seconded, carried, and minuted) in clean, carpeted, warmed and well-lighted offices, by quiet men with white collars and cut fingernails and smooth-shaven cheeks who do not need to raise their voices. Hence, naturally enough, my symbol for Hell is something like the bureaucracy of a police state or the office of a thoroughly nasty business concern."  -Preface to the Screwtape Letters

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