Think
about the place you have chosen as your hell. Does it look ordinary
and bourgeois,like Sartre's drawing room, or is it equipped with
literal instruments of torture like Dante's Inferno? Can the mind be
in hell in a beautiful place? Is there a way to find peace in a
hellish physical environment? Enter Sartre's space more fully and
imagine how it would feel to live there endlessly, night and day:
My hell has been my physics class. Though it seems like an ordinary place, what happens inside it isn't. It's torture instruments have been the equations and quizzes. One expects these things, but one doesn't expect them to be as harsh. The mind can be in hell in a a beautiful place and one can find peace in a hellish physical environment depending on how its being displayed. Sartre's uses the character's descriptive language to create this isolating room. To live there it would be a nightmare. It's negative atmosphere would drive me crazy and the idea of being trapped could ruin my mind.
My hell has been my physics class. Though it seems like an ordinary place, what happens inside it isn't. It's torture instruments have been the equations and quizzes. One expects these things, but one doesn't expect them to be as harsh. The mind can be in hell in a a beautiful place and one can find peace in a hellish physical environment depending on how its being displayed. Sartre's uses the character's descriptive language to create this isolating room. To live there it would be a nightmare. It's negative atmosphere would drive me crazy and the idea of being trapped could ruin my mind.
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