What fresh hell is this?

[pameladean]

I couldn't resist this; I mean, it's literary.

It's clear from my Friends list that, as I always suspected, I will be in very good company in Hell.

I had a lot of trouble with the quiz and got a fair amount of gleeful grim ironic pleasure out of it too. I don't think I was very consistent. I know what I think sin is, and I know what the test conceives sin to be for its purposes, and there is not very much of a match there. I didn't always manage to stay in the fictional parameters, or out of them.

I am sorry if my next remark offends anybody, but my primary feeling as I finished was to think, "I am so glad I'm not a Christian." I suppose I should be more properly glad that I am not a medieval Italian Catholic.

Here you go:

"The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Sixth Level of Hell - The City of Dis!

Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Level | Score
Purgatory | Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo | High
Level 2 | High
Level 3 | High
Level 4 | Very Low
Level 5 | Low
Level 6 - The City of Dis | Very High
Level 7 | High
Level 8- the Malebolge | Moderate
Level 9 - Cocytus | Low

Level descriptions: http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html
Take the test: http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.html "

Pamela

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People you won't see

[wiredferret.livejournal.com]

God's Skallywags

The God of Scribes looked down and saw
The bitter band of seven,
Who had outraged his holy law
And lost their hope of Heaven:
Came Villon, petty thief and pimp,
And obscene Baudelaire,
And Byron with his lecher limp,
And Poe with starry stare.

And Wilde who lived his hell on earth,
And Burns, the bawdy bard,
And Francis Thompson, from his birth
Malevolently starred. . . .
As like a line of livid ghosts
They stared to Paradise,
The galaxy of Heaven's hosts
Looked down in soft surmise.

Said God: "You bastards of my love,
You are my chosen sons;
Come, and I will set you high above
These merely holy ones.
Your sins you've paid in gall and grief,
So to these radient skies,
Seducer, drunkard, dopester, theif,
Immortally arise.

"I am your Father, fond and just,
And all your folly see;
Your bestiality and lust
I also know in me.
You did the task I gave you. . .
Arise and sit beside
My Son, the best belove'd, who
Was also crucified.

-- Robert Service

Re: People you won't see

[pameladean]

Wow, this is just like one of those optical-illusion thingies that look like a goblet, or two faces, depending. One moment it makes me all teary, and the next I think, No, absolutely no way, all the premises are flawed and that's a perfectly despicable way to run a universe. Thus the remnants of a semi-Christian upbringing. I'll go with the second reaction, however, overall.

Pamela