I had misplaced this book for a few weeks, only to rediscover it today in a very obvious place. I realized it was tracing the path of my unconscious. I only found the book after writing about exactly what Huxley wrote about, which somehow enabled me to crouch in the exact position that would allow me to find this book soon after. Our unconscious knows what we are doing even if the surface level seems to be blind luck.
Funny enough, as soon as I read the first pages the name 'Umberto Eco' popped into my mind - I don't believe he was mentioned and I have no idea who he is besides the fact that he is a historical name. I log into goodreads (the app) and the first thing I see is a quote from Umberto Eco.
So, something tells me this book represents the truth.
Huxley posits that Heaven and Hell are dimensions of experience which exist as underlying or overlaying layers on the 'real world' or ordinary experience. Some proof of this is the human attraction to bright gems and their expression of this in art and religious visions across all cultures; the same can be seen in a pebble when under the influence of psychedelic drugs. In essence, Heaven and Hell and the Ordinary are states seen from the eye of the visionary. This continues after death. Our consciousness enters into one of the three depending on our mood, and not our virtues.
The thing is, I have seen the kind of Heaven he is talking about through music, and at times randomly through dreams.
Early on, Huxley notes the idea that when put into a dark room with all of their senses cut off, the human mind will start to see and hear things that aren't there. This means that our minds are always seeking a state of imagination. The real world is then a stable dream that grounds our consciousness at the moment. I believe our consciousness is united to each other and the universe and is much bigger than we think, more powerful, and acts as the source of any visions of Heaven or Hell. Drugs don't have to be the sole gateway.
Beauty is all around us all the time. Everything is shining. We just have to wake up, listen to our innermost selves, and stay awake, which is a difficult but worthy balance.
I believe that very few people will understand this book as they are so attached to the real world. They will judge it by its words and not the feeling it emanates, because unfortunately they have never experienced Heaven on Earth - they see anyone or any idea that challenges their terrible real world as a threat, and attempt to label, dismiss, and avoid it.
In order to agree with this book, you'd have to either try psychedelics or open up your imagination through music or silence.