I consistently stood idly beside my friends while they did all sorts of corrupt things, but it was the theft that I witnessed which I was framed for. Illegal contraband was found in my pocket indicting me, but I kept telling the officials who found me guilty that I was a nice person, simply a follower, as I believed I hadn't done anything wrong. I wondered, "How can an innocent observer be in so much trouble? And why didn't the authorities listen to me as I pled my case? No one cared about me or even gave me an opportunity to tell my side of the story. I simply didn't matter. As irony would have it, this time everyone stood idly beside me and watched as I was sentenced, for no one stood up to defend me. It had never occurred to me that this had been the same thing that I had done to others so many times before.
I passed though this cavernous room to find a smaller more intimate room that was square shaped, it had a bike chain of sorts running along the ceiling in a circle formation on a track, but there was no floor only a rocky cold darkness below, at a depth I could not calculate. I was told that a floor wasn't necessary, for I wouldn't be standing. The demons sneered while they rough handled me, they felt, "Put out" because they had to deal with me, I felt the absence of love, joy, and kindness... only pure hatred was left for me. They acted as though their work was necessary, even important, I wondered who could think this kind of work is important? They wanted me to know that my sins were offensive, "Hypocrites", I thought, and then they said that I was going to have to pay for my sins now and forever. They indicated that the induction period was over, and that it was time to begin.
As my body began to travel along the chain, one of the demons said in a haughty formal fashion, "Let us begin", "We're going to start with gluttony, your first sin, you will see here that you were at a birthday party, and though you were very young, your were at the age of full consent. You knew you were sinning but you did it anyway, so now we have this birthday cake for you, lot's of cake in fact", and they forced me to gorge on this cake which I no longer felt a lust or desire for, only repulsion, feeling physically sick and full of shame. I was astounded that my mind actually recalled that event, and in detail and though I don't know the exact date it must have been around 1967 and either in the spring or fall because the other girls were wearing pretty sweaters and dresses. I remember playing party games, but all I kept thinking about was that cake.
My body traveled along the track only to find myself at the beginning where we had started, as the demons said, okay now we're going to do it again, then again, and again, for all of eternity and we will do this for every single sin you've ever committed. This was the only time they appeared as though they had some satisfaction in their torment, as it had all been some sort of mundane drudgery before that.
was wasting my strength for he would not, or could not hear me in hell.
I'm not saying this is what hell is really like, in fact, I'm confident it's more unpleasant than what I have written down. I believe that this dream was told to me in such a way so that my small brain could comprehend it and yet not be mentally crushed by it.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Christ is the only antidote for our poisonous sins. Go to confession and fall in love with Christ while you still have time and become the person who God created you to be.
*I blog my dreams only with permission from my priest, and I summit to the full authority of the Catholic church,.. the bride and heart of Christ himself.. I'm a nobody, go and follow Christ.