#heaven and hell
“Good morning, remember to kiss her demons in the morning along with her angels..”
She is a multifaceted individual that deserves love, all of her.. not just the parts that you pick and choose but ALL of her - eUë
I read a lot of GO fic and meta and what-have-you that focuses on how unfair it was that Crowley Fell, that it was a mistake, etc. Some of it is really, really good fic/meta. But, fundamentally, I think it ignores a major point of the book and miniseries. GO’s version of Heaven and Hell/Good and Evil are just names for sides, and at the end of the day, they’re the same thing with different names.
Hell is creepy and violent and gross, and Heaven is creepy, violent and sterile. Other than basic hygiene and general aesthetic, the difference between having Ligur or Sandalphon as a coworker is pretty negligible. The series, especially, drives home the point that no one in their right mind would want to actually live in Heaven or Hell.
Anyway, where I’m going with this is that while I enjoy playing with the idea for angsty fic purposes, I don’t actually think Crowley regrets Falling except in that it puts him on the opposite team from Aziraphale, which is why he spends the whole story trying to get them on the same team instead.
Black Sabbath - Heaven & Hell UK tour programme. Front & back covers.
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thanks to your advice, I decided to translate my first novel into English to allow as many people as possible to read it.
the first translated chapter has just been published and I will try to publish a new one once a week or so (my studies could alter the schedules, please be understandable).
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Black Sabbath, 1980.
Types of people - heaven and hell
Heaven - lie ins, satisfied smiles, matching stationary, movie nights with popcorn and friends, fluffy socks, having breakfast in bed, naming houseplants, big comfy jumpers, the smell of freshly baked cookies, skincare routines, bullet journals, the studyblr tag, stretching when you wake up, cute group chat names, pastel colours, blowing nails dry, curling your hair, FaceTiming friends for hours on end
Hell - thick eyeliner, sarcastic smirks, getting drunk with friends, safety pins, making bad decisions because you’re prepared for the consequences, ‘it was worth it’, trying not to laugh in formal situations, exploring abandoned places, acting fearless, staying up late and watching horror films in the dark, 3am, tarot cards and ouija boards, layered necklaces, sage sticks and crystals, middle fingers
I love this scene.
Heaven in the world of Good Omens is way scarier than Hell.
Hell is…well, the thing is, Hell is obvious. The demons have all got bugs and frogs on their heads and they feed each other to hellhounds for sport and they all live in that grubby basement where your day job’s corporate records are slowly moldering to plausible deniability. They’re bad and they know it. Yeah, they might kill you, but what do you expect? They’re demons. What you see is what you get.
But Heaven…Heaven is fucking terrifying.
It is filled with things we’d recognize on Earth as signifiers of power and wealth, but they’re the kind of signifiers that are always presented in the most obnoxious, deliberately intimidating way possible. It looks like the top floor of a luxury Manhattan apartment building where all the apartments are owned by billionaires who live there two weekends a year. It’s clean, but in a sterile, featureless way. The spaces we see are almost totally empty.
The angels are schoolyard bullies who dress like oil company lawyers coming to seize a small village’s fishing waters through eminent domain. You get the sense that Aziraphale was always the weird kid they loved picking on, and they almost always travel in a pack when they go to meet him, two or three or four against one.
Demons are the kind of creatures who have sketchy informants passing information in dark alleys. Heaven has mass surveillance. And (this may seem like a small point but I think it’s important) they use mass surveillance the way repressive states use it. They don’t actively watch everyone all the time, but when they decide someone is now “suspicious,” they have more than enough passive data collection to dig up any dirt on them.
The differences are really highlighted in the two “trials” that take place in Heaven and Hell. Neither is exactly a model of jurisprudence, but there are important differences. Crowley’s is a demented show trial. There’s no defense and the standard of evidence is…not rigorous. But there’s at least some vague pantomime of it being a trial of his peers, of there being the at least theoretical possibility of multiple verdicts. Demon mob justice may not seem that great, but if nothing else, it’s witnessed. (It’s deliberately set up to be witnessed, in fact.) Someone will know it happened.
Aziraphale just gets disappeared. Gabriel calls Aziraphale’s kidnapping an extraordinary rendition and laughs about it. There isn’t even a mockery of a legal process to be had. There’s just a summary execution, already waiting for him.
But Heaven is scary not just because the angels seem to be more ruthless and more powerful than the demons. The angels are scary because they are doing all this stuff while absolutely, unwaveringly convinced that they’re the good guys, and that everything they’re doing is good and right and justified. What’s a little smiting, the drowning of a few children, the destruction of all life on Earth, when it’s For the Greater Good, when it’s all part of some grand plan they are all very confident they know the details of?
This is the logic of atrocities. The demons are two-bit gangsters and thugs. The angels are ready to commit genocide.
The point is not to avoid the war, after all. The point is to win it. Even the Voice of God says it.
Dropping that incredribly deep riff like no else can..
the end is just the beginning
heaven and hell ~ black sabbath
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