Most people don't give death much thought because they have no idea what happens to them once they die. It's difficult for them to envision death. All they know is that the life they're living now is a lot better than laying in a box under eight feet of dirt in a cemetery
But what if after we die, we awake in a stark, white room, on a cold steel table, with a group of people in white lab coats standing beside us. In seconds we remember where we are. We're in a dream lab. Life was nothing more than a dream. We look up and see a clock. The dream only lasted five minutes. We want to do it again but we're told we have to wait 46 days to give our minds a rest. We get up off the table and get dressed. We walk out of the lab. We enter a hallway that appears endless. As we walk, we remember scenes from our dream. Those we enjoyed as well as those that weren't so pleasant.
We don't care now how long the hallway is because it feels so good to be alive. We keep walking, thinking about dreaming and after what seems like a very short time, we find ourselves back at the door of the dream lab. We push it open and walk into the white room. There’s a table in front of us. We go over to it and lie down. Someone wearing a white lab coat comes over to the table and greets us. We've walked for 46 days and now we can dream again. We look up at the clock. It's only took us ten minutes to walk for 46 days
The technician asks us if we're ready. We say yes and wires are attached to our heads. We immediately feel discomfort and can't see well at all. We start to cry. Soon our vision clears and we find ourselves in a comfortable cradle, wrapped in warm blankets
We're back. A new dream is beginning.
We stop crying.
It's been a long journey, we're very tired, and there’s an entire life ahead of us.
We need some sleep. We're going to need it.