"I really wasn't insane. I thought genocide was necessary for
national security." Hitler said to me in a dream.
"Now you're in Heaven? How is that possible?" I asked.
"I have returned to the ethos of consciousness. The dead do not
judge. They are only memories." Adolf said.
"One time I went to the cemetery and played poker with some friends."
I said feeling silly.
"You must remember." a voice whispered.
"What?" I replied.
"Those who were murdered." the voice replied.
A chill came over me.
I saw Jacob wrestling with an Angel.
It was at the WWF wrestling ring.
Everyone was cheering for the Angel.
I woke with an image of Snoopy, flying his dog house in a dog fight
with the Red Barron.
I got a drink of ice tea.
I was sweaty. .
Am I awake?
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