The person is driven on the winds of hope and fear like a leaf that is carried in the wind. If he is still unable to recognize his own nature, his anger, lust and confusion become ever more intense, ever more solid. They at last appear to him as entire realms where he may stop and dwell. The image of his former body becomes faint and the image of his future body becomes clear. Any birth seems better than his current pain.
People make hell realms out of their own anger.
They make worlds out of passion. We project our emotional states and believe it is the real world. But no matter what, everyone longs for compassion. Everyone wishes to be awake. The best thing is to develop genuine compassion for all living things and for ourselves too.