Beleaguered: Hell

One day, when I was having a Fibromyalgia attack, I fell to reflecting upon hell, perhaps because I felt as if I was in it. I also thought about Tara Buddha and how in my visualizations I sometimes felt as if she poured her compassion all over me until it was overflowing all over the floor. Hence, I imagined myself in hell, and I wondered if the demons would get annoyed because I was making such a mess of the carpet.

“You there! Stop that!” Exclaimed the Demon shift supervisor. Do you have any idea how much it costs to carpet the entire precincts of hell with fire proof carpeting of the exact shade of charcoal black that Lucifer prefers?”

“Who me,” I replied. “I’m not in charge here. It’s Tara. She just keeps pouring compassion on me until it overflows.”

Materializing immediately at the sound of her name, “Yes?” said Tara.

The demon repeated his complaint, to which Tara replied, “I’m not in charge of reality, I just work here.”

Just then, Satan, on one of his regular walk-throughs of the factory floor, noticing the state of affairs, called the demon on the carpet.

The demon explained. “We’ll see about this!” Satan roared, ascending to the waiting room and demanding to be seen by God immediately to lodge a complaint.

“There’s a particularly long line up, this century,” the concierge informed him. “You’ll have to wait.” Naturally the devil attempted to jump the cue, but the other petitioners would have none of it. “Get behind me, Satan!” each one responded to his attempts to cut in. Sullenly, the devil complied.

Several millennia later the dark prince finally got in to see the Most High, who listened sympathetically while the demon vented his ire.

“You’re the one who put me in charge of hell. So, am I still in charge of hell or what?” He ended.

“I don’t see the problem. Some of these Buddhists don’t believe in me; so, of course I have to send them to hell. Besides that, they don’t mind it and it makes you crazy!!!” The Supreme being’s laugh shook the heavens.

The devil fumed, but there was nothing he could do about it; so, shaking with rage he slunk away back to his domains.