I believe in heaven and in hell.
I had a distinct vision when I was in my 30’s. Heaven was a beautiful, pastoral scene with grass and huge trees. Everyone wore simple, white clothes. All were in small groups. Conversing, walking, swimming, floating in mid air. Calm and serene.
Hell was a desolate wasteland with no other company. There was an old picnic table. Small fires, hot coals (Like from a bbq grill; yards apart from each other) and sandspurs loosely scattered about. Easily avoided, but I was bare footed. The loneliness and ugliness were the overwhelming aspects.