This lovely Sunday morning, I posted Maha-Narada Jataka @ Journey To Nibbana Group..the part of the story that Brahma-Deva 'Narada'(the Bodhisatta) preached King Angati(Uruvela-Kassapa's past life) about different levels of HELLS...and I think that these hells and tortures are so scarry but very interesting!!
In Thailand, most people learn about the big tall trees with sharp thorns around the trunks, with beautiful/poisonous red-flowers, in Thai "Tont-Ngew"..we learn that when all adulterers die..Yamaraja will force them to climb these Ngew-trees. so if we know someone who fools around, cheats on husband/wife, we'll warn him/her about climbing Tont-Ngew!!
"Tont Ngew"MAHĀNĀRADA JĀTAKA : Hells
Then having described that intermediate hell at full length, he said, "O king, if thou abandonest not thy false doctrines, thou wilt suffer not only this but other torments as well," and he uttered a stanza:
"Two dogs Sabala and Sāma of giant size, mighty and strong, devour with their iron teeth him who is driven hence and goes to another world."
A similar rule applies to the subsequent hells; therefore all these worlds, together with their guardians, are to be described in a pregnant prose version of the various gāthās as in the preceding narrative.
"As he lives in hell thus devoured by cruel beasts of torture, with his body torn and dripping blood.
With arrows and well-sharpened spears the Kāḷūpakāḷas as enemies smite and wound him in hell who before committed evil.
As he wanders in hell thus smitten in belly and side, and with his entrails mangled, his body torn and dripping blood.
Heaven rains down these spears, arrows, javelins and spikes and various weapons, flames fall like burning coals, it rains missiles of rock on the cruel man.
An intolerable hot wind blows in hell, not even a transient pleasure is felt there; rushing about, sick, with no refuge.
Hurrying along yoked in chariots, treading along the fiery ground, urged on with goads and sticks.
As he climbs a fearful blazing mountain studded with razors, his body gashed and dripping with blood.
As he climbs a dreadful blazing heap of burning coals like a mountain, with his body all burned, and miserable, and weeping.There are lofty thickets like heaps of clouds, full of thorns, with sharp iron spikes which drink the blood of men,—women and men who go after other people's wives have to climb it, driven on by the servants of Yama bearing spears in their hands.As he climbs the infernal silk-cotton tree all covered with blood, his body gashed and flayed, sick and racked with pain, panting with deep hot sighs and thus expiating his former crimes.
There are lofty forests like heaps of clouds, covered with swords for leaves, armed with iron knives which drink the blood of men; as he climbs the tree with iron leaves, cut with sharp swords, his body gashed and dripping blood.
When he escapes from that hell of iron leaves and falls into the river Vetaranī.
On flows the river Vetaranī, cruel with boiling water and covered with iron lotuses and sharp leaves; as he is hurried along covered with blood and with his limbs all cut, in the stream of Vetaranī where there is nothing to rest upon.