I had a rather appalling dream.
In the dream, I was dead. I died together with some other 10 people and were sent to this unknown place.
In this realm of after-deaths, I met the head of devils. He showed us his house with the edgiest technology that I don’t think is invented in real life yet. We were all impressed by what he has in this realm. We met another little devil. We talked to him and the little devil told me we will all be trapped in this realm for ever. I did not know why, but he held my hand, looked into my eyes with his eyes that are without iris and told me he would like to transfer a kind of power to me that enables me to travel through both the light and darkness.
We own the same handphones as we did while we were alive. The reception was perfect but all our messages could no longer be sent to those who are alive. There was one person I wanted to contact desperately because I sulked at this person, both in dream and out of dream. But I could no longer tell this person how I wasn’t really angry at all. I was sad. In dismal, I regretted what I had done before I died.
After a while in the realm of after-deaths, a question popped into my mind: Where is God? Ain’t I fairly sure that I would be in Heaven after I’ve died? Where is this place? This isn’t hell. Neither Heaven. Purgatory?
The same little devil I met a while ago told me I can go to God but he was not so encouraging about it. Neither does he stop me.
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And that was when I woke up. I sent a SMS to tell the person that I sulked at that I no longer does, and at the same time reaffirm that faith inside of me.