They orientate themselves. Pay attention and you can easily spot those who already dwell in hell. Full of fear, envy, and wrath, lustful and avaricious, slow to plot and plant but quick to reap the harvest, haughty and proud of their material, all while shirking and sheltering their true selves from the world. If one orientates themselves towards fear they become antisocial, towards anger they become psychopathic, towards greed they become narcissistic, towards lust they become histrionic, towards pride they become machiavellian. If revenge dwells in their heart they cook in a boiling-pot of their own creation, fire stoked and bellowed day-after day. If paranoia dominates their mind, due to fear of loss, fear of judgement, fear of the unknown, then they never have the focus to appreciate what they do have, until it's too late and slips through their fingers like so many motes of sand. In the end of our lives the holy will state: "Truly, I have been dwelling in heaven, among angels, I am blessed beyond words. Thankyou for my hardships, and may my blessings now descend to others." In the end of our lives the wicked will lament: "Cursed by fate and God and life am I, it was all for naught, I never had enough and now what I did have is gone, why am I forsaken, what could I have done to deserve this?" But it's about grace, not works. We are not that which alchemizes matter, we are alchemized matter, born from a tiny spec and grown into the most capable creature to ever exist, we should recognize that only through our ability to pay attention, not our capabilities of destruction, are we able to regain the grace we fell from when we first hid our shame from God, for fear of being judged for our newfound sin of works. Grace, not works.