Rodney's Dream!!
Is there life after death?
    I had a dream the other night. It seemed to be something I never had before nor have I have seen. Since most dreams are from experiences, ether real or from what you seen on TV. Well, let me get to the dream. I dreamt that my wife and I was killed in a motorcycle accident. Since we ride a lot on the weekend this is always a possibility. When we woke up we was in a place that only be described as Hell. I am not sure what we did to earn our trip to this hot place. We had to line up so this angel can put a tattoo on us. It was a tattoo of a flame, a real flame. When you walked pass the gate it started to burn. The more sins you committed the brighter and bigger it got. I noticed that there was people on the roads who's whole side of their bodies seemed to be on fire.

    The wife and I had our tattoo's put on and we walked through the doors. My tattoo turned to blue flames and didn't seem to burn, but my wife's tattoo started to glow pink, and she said it felt like a sunburn. We was instructed to walk to the tall building and take a number. As we was walking to the building I noticed that there was a beam of light coming from above and centered on me. As I looked around I noticed that there was more beams pointing others. But only the people with the blue flame. The temperature seemed to be really hot there, I think it may be because of the red flames, there was literally thousands of people with red flames. But only a small group of blue flames. It took what seemed to be hours to just get into the building.

    Looking around the building I noticed that  it was a lot larger inside than it looked from the exterior. The hallway went on for what seemed for miles and miles. The number machine gave us a number as we passed by. Hmm 986,687 man that was a big number. But we was told that was the room number not the number being called. So we had to go to the 986th floor. Fine this is taller than I thought. So I asked one of the other folks where the elevator was. I was informed that there was no elevator and no 2nd floor. The room I wanted was down the hallway. My wife and I started walking and walking, till I notice that there was a few people with big flames running down the hallway and grabbing peoples arms with the small or blue flames. When they did that their flames became smaller and the persons who's are they grabbed the flame either became bigger or stopped being blue and turned red. I learned that if someone grabs your arm, they pass their sins to you. Lucky for my wife and I the folks that was doing that was a long way off. The guards chased them and caught a few. I was to learn later that the sins they passed would come back to them, but twice as powerful.
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