December 6, 2,002
Dream Hell
Nothing much new this morning. Got a little story for you. Might be true, might not be true. Might be happening, might not be happening. But it's definitely something to think about, and I bet you're very glad that if it's happening it's not happening to you. Enjoy! Contemplate. Think about it.
DREAM HELL
By; Speaker Gerald A. Polley
The President shivered as he climbed into bed,
and it wasn't from cold. His wife tried to comfort him by
saying "Perhaps the dreams won't come tonight, dear."
The President shook his head.
"They always come," he answered, "every night.
No matter who I talk to, no matter how much counseling I get they
always come."
He pulled up the covers, turned out the light, and was almost
immediately asleep. Almost instantly he was dreaming.
The winged being would almost be pleasant if it wasn't for the
horror of the dreams. His six foot stature made him almost
human like.
"Well!" he cried, "Where to tonight, Mr.
President?"
"I would prefer nowhere!" The President answered.
"Won't this ever stop?"
"Oh, come on!" the being answered, "You have to
play the game. You have to follow the rules. You
wanted to see the future, now you have to see it. Where
would you like to go?"
"This isn't a game!" The President answered, "This
is Hell! Oh well, how about Los Angeles? We haven't been
there yet."
"Excellent!" the being cried. "The city of
Angels. But they weren't very good Angels in the end."
Everything around The President seemed to whirl. Many colored
sparkling lights surrounded him. When the lights faded he was on
top of a building that wasn't quite standing level. The
being walked over to the edge and looked down. "This
used to be sixty stories," he remarked. "It's
only forty now. As you can see, the big one finally came.
Didn't leave much! Of course by then there was nobody left
to see it, or, feel it. They were all gone. This is
all that's left. Of course there wasn't much left before
the quake. The buildings had all been stripped of anything
that would burn. Fuel was precious in the last days.
So, when the quake finally came there were no fires.
Everything burnable was gone! They stripped the city from
inside out. There weren't any people here in the end.
They had all moved to the outlying areas in search of food.
'Course there wasn't any, but they searched anyway."
"Can we see where they were?" The President asked.
The being took his hand and they soared skyward. The
President was getting used to this. They landed on a
hilltop where there were some crumbling concrete buildings.
But the buildings were standing on end. The President
looked around. "What happened?" he asked.
"The rain," the being answered. "No
vegetation to keep the hills in place. Everything's slowly
being washed into the sea. The harbor's full, already.
In a few years these things will be way down there. There's
bodies inside, if you want to see them. This was the last
place any of them survived."
"I don't wanna see any more bodies," The President
answered. "All of this, all of this because I didn't
stop the Israeli Land For Peace Deal, because The Palestinians
got control of Jerusalem? All of this because of that,
because of that little thing?"
"Yep!" the being answered. "All of
this because of that little thing. You broke the bond
between God and His people. You shut off the power to The
Afterlife. The Circle Of Life was broken and this is the
result. The world slowly shriveled up and died."
The being kicked one of the buildings. "The people in
here," he remarked, "were so desperate in the end they
ate their children. Can you imagine eating your children?"
"You had to tell me that, didn't you?" The President
moaned. "It can't be changed! I can't change
men's wills! They will not listen!"
"I'd find a way!" the being answered.
"I would sure as hell find a way! The Kingdom Of God
has the answer. All you have to do is implement it."
"IT WON'T WORK!" The President cried. "All
my advisors tell me "it won't work!"
"How do you know," the being answered, "if you
don't try? The Kingdom Of God will be behind you. All
that is good will be on your side. All you have to do is
try. Well, time's up for tonight! Going to let the
ladies take over. Enjoy your sleep."
"Do me a favor, will you?" The President asked, "Go
to Hell!"
"Been there!" the being answered, "Rather nice
place when you get used to the heat. Lot of interesting people."
"Why do I believe you?" The President moaned.
"Good night!"
"Good night!" the being answered.
For a brief moment The President awoke. He was aware of
shadowy figures all around him. "Oh, Hell!" he
moaned. "Good night, ladies!" He rolled
over and went back to sleep.
THE END