Guarded by the Minotaur, who snarls in fury, and encircled within the river Phlegethon, filled with boiling blood, is the Seventh Level of Hell. The violent, the assasins, the tyrants, and the war-mongers lament their pitiless mischiefs in the river, while centaurs armed with bows and arrows shoot those who try to escape their punishment. The stench here is overpowering. This level is also home to the wood of the suicides- stunted and gnarled trees with twisting branches and poisoned fruit. At the time of final judgement, their bodies will hang from their branches. In those branches the Harpies, foul birdlike creatures with human faces, make their nests. Beyond the wood is scorching sand where those who committed violence against God and nature are showered with flakes of fire that rain down against their naked bodies. Blasphemers and sodomites writhe in pain, their tongues more loosed to lamentation, and out of their eyes gushes forth their woe. Usurers, who followed neither nature nor art, also share company in the Seventh Level.
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Seventh Level of Hell! Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Wow . . . I guess I'm just a really bad person . . . I never thought of myself as violent . . . but then again, I got just as high on Lustful and Gluttonous, AND the Violent level seems to be a big catch-all, including suicidal thoughts and homosexuality and using the lord's name in vain. Meh, I highly doubt that the real god cares about all those things. Yes, God, send me to the 7th level of hell because YOU made me with a malfunctioning brain and an attraction to cute boys. And apperantly I'm lustful simply because I've had pre-marital sex, and gluttonous because I like eating things that taste good. Silly, silly Dante. But at least I'm not wrathful or gloomy or treacherous . . . or repenting . . . meh, I haven't done anything bad enough to warrant repenting, and everything bad I've done, I'm sorry for.
I'm putting waaaaay too much thought into this. It's based on fiction. Still cool, though.
Eric 4/26/2004 04:54:00 PM
