Smells to hell, a random journey through my head

Weird confession time.  I like the smell of sulfur.  Especially burning sulfur.  Whenever I light a match, I always savor that sulfury smell.  If I could find sulfur incense I would burn them frequently so my house would smell good.  What?  It's not that bad.  My son likes skunk stench and I have a friend who loves the smell of gasoline.  I have another friend who has no sense of smell and so misses out on all the amazing smells that life throws at us.  She also misses out on the absolutely disgusting smells, too, so I do envy that sometimes.  :)

I have been told that it is good that I like the smell of sulfur since I am going to hell.  I have a couple of different thoughts about that.  One is that I don't necessarily believe in "hell".  I really think that hell is a state of mind.  We have the capability to create our own personal hell right here on earth.  We can make our lives good, no matter what circumstances we find ourselves in, or we can choose to make ourselves miserable and endure our own living hell.  The book (and movie) "What Dreams May Come" puts out the idea that our afterlife is totally under our control.  We decide what our own personal "heaven" looks like.  I think that applies to our own personal hells too.  Heaven and hell are a matter of perception.  My idea of what would be heaven would absolutely be someone elses idea of hell.

In my heaven it would be cloudy almost every day, with a mist or light rain frequently falling.  No fog, though.  Fog creeps me out.  Maybe one day a week, the sun would break through the clouds for short periods of time and also about once a week there would be a LOUD rollicking thunder storm.  In my heaven, the temperature would range between 60 and 70 degrees, and there would be flowers and green, growing things, and friendly tigers that wouldn't try to eat me, and no ticks or mosquitoes and I wouldn't be allergic to anything.  There would be other things, too.  The pets that I have lost over the years, all my favorite foods and my favorite people would be there, too, once it was their time.  And books.  Hundreds of thousands of books on subjects that I am actually interested in.

That is part of what I perceive as a perfect place.  Everyone is different and that is a good thing.  If we all liked the same things the world would be a pretty boring place.

Another thought that I have about hell is that I am damned to hell in most every religion that believes in it.  Everybody is.  All the Christian religions claim that if you don't worship their version of God you are going to hell.  I want to know how am I going to be in all those different hells at the same time?  The Center for the Study of Global Christianity tells me that there are approximately 41,000 different denominations of Christianity in the world, and there is only one of me.  The math just doesn't work out.

A Mormon that I once knew told me that they believe that hell is the eternal separation from their God.  There is no fire, no brimstone, no burning or torture or anything like that, just not ever being able to be in the presence of their God.  That is a concept that actually makes sense to me.  For a true Christian, what worse punishment could their be than being kept away from their savior?

I have other thoughts and questions but will save those for another day.

How about you?  Do you have any thoughts or questions that you would care to share with me?