Here’s a picture of a fighting spirit.  Hell can be a place like pre-liberation Auschwitz or Hiroshima, the day the A bomb dropped and it can also be a state of mind in which nothing exists except misery and maybe a dull anger at one’s own powerlessness to change circumstances.

I read about a great he-man spirit who wrote to his friend (Paraphrase) if you were in Hell for some unimaginable offense, I’d rather be there with you than in heaven.  I know that, together, we’d transform that land so that everyone in heaven would want to move there with us.

Keep that fighting spirit.