Story about life and life after: People in my community.

A man saw in his dream, that a lion was chasing him. The man ran to a tree, climbed on to it and sat on a branch. He looked down and saw that the lion was still there waiting for him.
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The man then looked to his side where the branch he was sitting on was attached to the tree and saw that two rats were circling around and eating the branch.
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One rat was black and the other one was white.The branch will fall on the ground very soon.
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The man then looked below again with fear and discovered that a big black snake had come and settled directly under him. The snake opened its mouth right under the man so that he will fall into it.
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The man then looked up to see if there was anything that he could hold on to. He saw
another branch with a honeycomb. Drops of honey were falling from it.
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The man wanted to taste one of the drops. So, he put his tongue out and tasted one of the falling drops of honey. The honey was amazing in taste.So, he wanted to taste another drop and then another and as a result, he got lost into the sweetness of the honey. He forgot about the two rats eating his branch away, the lion on the ground and the snake that is sitting right under him.
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Suddenly when the branch broke he remembered all the dangers woke up from his sleep. Since this was an unique dream, the man went to a pious scholar of Islam to know its meaning of his Dream.
The scholar said, "The lion you saw is your ‪#‎Death‬. It always chases you and goes wherever you go.
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The two rats, one black and one white, are the night and the day. Black one is the night and the
white one is the day.
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They circle around, coming one after another, to eat your time as they take you closer to #Death.
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The big black snake with a dark mouth is your # Grave. It's there, just waiting for you to fall into it•
The honeycomb is this world and the sweet drops of honey are the luxuries of this # World.
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We like to taste a little of the luxuries of this world and it's very sweet. Then we want to taste little more and then more. Meanwhile, we get lost
into it and we forget about our time, we forget about our #Death and we forget about our # Grave


By Salawu Monsuru.