If you commit suicide will you go to Heaven or Hell

Have any of you ever read Herman Melville's Moby-Dick? It is a truly fantastic book, one that changed my 16-year-old view of literature. I've had two years of English in high school so far, and I never really enjoyed the aspects of the books we read that make novels great–things like language, metaphors, etc. Also, my freshman teacher is a good teacher but also a massive dick, so he's just not good for people who are just coming into high school, and my sophomore year teacher was just not good at life (as it pertains to teaching.) Anyway, after spending an entire quarter reading and analyzing this book, in the kind of class we had (great teacher, discussions pretty much every day) I've come to appreciate the mastery that goes into a great novel. Surely some of you have heard how the book contains many "boring whaling sections." Indeed, probably over 2/3 of the novel is unrelated to the plot. Some of my favorite parts of this story are the frequent digressions into absurdly detailed descriptions of the most mundane objects. Why? Well, without them, you'd miss the entire damn part of the story. One of the best of these sections is chapter 47, The Mat-Maker. The narrator, Ishmael, through whom Melville gives all his takes on life, is weaving a mat with his friend, the cannibal, Queequeg. He spends the first paragraph illustrating the disinterest of the sailors in the creation of this boring object, whose ultimate purpose is simply to be trampled. The sailors are more interested in the plain blue that is the vast ocean. Queequeg is idly looking upon the same monotonous water. Yet, in this mat, Ishmael sees the essence of the existence of man. I don't know how many of you are weavers, but I'm not, so I had to search for some of the terminology he uses. The "straight warp" is the threads of yarn that run vertically across the "Loom of Time," as Ishmael calls it. In the straight, unwavering passage of this yarn that lays the foundation for the creation of the mat, Ishmael sees the staunch in which fate sets the foundation for life. Next, Ishmael looks at his own hand, which acts as the shuttle, weaving the yarn horizontally along the vertical warp. This is free will, as the shuttle weaves the yarn however it wants–but only along the parameters set by the vertical warp, fate. Finally, in Queequeg's sword, which "carelessly drives home every yarn" sometimes correctly and sometimes incorrectly, Ishmael sees chance. The sword is the final part of the creation of the mat; it has the final say in all things, no matter how the result affects those involved. Ishmael sees the coexistence of fate, free will, and chance, as they "interweavingly" work the mat, while the rest of the sailors can't keep themselves awake as they lie all along the ship. Crazy stuff, eh? How does this relate to the topic at hand? Well, Moby-Dick is an effing great book. So great, in fact, that one might decide to start a religion about it. In this religion, if you were to commit suicide, you would go to either Heaven or Hell, because Heaven is anything you enjoy and Hell is anything you don't enjoy, and in theory and arguably in practice, you're bound to have some idea whether or not you'll enjoy not existing.