Life is But a Dream For The Dead
What is Life? Could it be a dream after all? What if death wakes us up from the lives we are living to reality that our lives were just a dream?
Or what if death takes us to a life we really wanted?
Mr Hugh embarked on a journey of his dream. He could not tell how he started but he was full of excitement that he refuse to think if he was dreaming.
He boarded a plane and thought of informing his sister of his whereabout, he sent a text but even after so many hours couldn't get a reply from her. Mr Hugh started wondering if he was in a dream, his sister would reply almost immediately after he sent a text so what was different? He tried listening to music on his phone but his favorite music sounded weird to him and he enjoyed the strange music on his phone, why was that?
If this was a dream, my favorite songs wouldn't sound off, right? He asked himself
The plane landed but they were asked to wait and the wait took forever for Mr Hugh. But why were the others in the plane not questioning the endless wait? Or were they not real? The plane doors finally opened and Mr Hugh's excitement came back as he continued his journey to his dream land.
He got on a bus and waited for almost an hour but still no other passengers, would the bus move? He thought, his faith for reality was almost gone.
But then the bus moved and took Mr Hugh to a ferry where he met a lot of people going about different activities and were full of excitement. Mr Hugh realized he was dead since dream could not last that long. He was in an afterlife on his dream journey but he wondered why the others were still excited, maybe they hadn't realized they were dead yet.
Mr Hugh looked at the beautiful sea in great regret, he had never imagined his life to end like this nor did he imagined afterlife to be this boring and exciting at the same time. He wished he could go back to where he came from. He wished he could wake up from the dream but he was already dead.
Life was But a Dream for Mr Hugh.
hmmmm i think this often :)
we truly were created for another Home... and this is just the waiting phase. I can't wait for that part to be what we experience every "day" for eternity hehehe
Hmmm, I can only imagine the fear, the doubts, the questions that went through Mr Hugh's mind.
What if there were things he wanted to achieve before his life was turn off on him?
Well this is the reality of life, we never know when we will breath our last and be taken to another world that looks similar to the one we left yet confusing.
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right now Merit the word which is so clear to me is the "dead..death.." I tried to comment a rational statement but it feels like my brain went dead as well..
My father's demise got me into thinking that our life is indeed fleeting.
Yeah, life is fleeting indeed. We are just here for some time but will go to where our souls belong as time goes on.
Sorry about your dad once more, be strong.
I felt that papa was happy to go and he won't be at peace knowing that we wanted him to be with us yet too selfish on our side when he's in so much pain and seeing him deteriorating was the most difficult part.
Thanks dear for your words. It means so much. Great post.