Hell is just as likely other people as it is a state of mind. That said, “ooh baby do you know what its worth? We’ll make Heaven a place on Earth” since life will just as surely kill us as Death, as no one here gets out alive.
If to live is truly to suffer and to survive is to find meaning in that suffering, I sure would appreciate an epiphany or two, old man. You’ve made it rain and I am surely soaked to the skin, but maybe I can’t quite feel the rain just yet for the getting wet?
Regardless, the blessings of my curses are nearly overwhelmed by the curses of my blessings and I’ll be damned if I can figure out the right rain dance or even remember an umbrella.
Be careful what you wish for, eh?