There was a time in my late teen years where I was very bad boy. I started hanging out with the wrong crowd and did some not so nice things. I was always a spirtual person beforhand. One night I had this dream. I was walking in this beautiful valley, with amazing flowers and rivers. All of a sudden, I found myself in this Massive room with 3 figures infront of me sitting down. The man in middle said my name and said..why do you run away from me. He asked me that question again (in sad tone).I couldn't speak. When I woke up, I found myself in tears. I couldn't recall crying but there was tears running down my face. I thought to myself that the 3 figures were God,Jesus and one of his Angels and his question was why I have left him spirtually. I changed my ways after that night. Good thing I did because one of the guys that I was hanging out with was found one day dead in the river with his balls cut off. Apparently he owed some Chinese gang some money.
I'm not really afraid of death. There has to be more. I look at my kid and just can't imagine that we live on this Earth and than when we die we never see them again...it makes no sense.







