We fill in the blanks with symbolism.
When something is beyond description, even understanding, we use our imagination.
What awaits us after death/transition? Some say harps or shovels.
Heaven on a cloud playing harps or hell shoveling coal or worse for the furnace.
There can be reasons for that symbolism. Just look it up. Celestial tone or heat (Dante wrote the heart of hell was frozen -s-),
My 2 cents is simple.
Hell is the absence of God.
Heaven is God's presence.
And as usual, I'm only doing a palette for a portrait, so feel free to research, pray, meditate and draw your own conclusions.
Incidentally, I'll be referring to all this in my 3rd novel.
I can shovel snow and mud. I'm learning the guitar.
I also whistle while I work and play lol.
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