This is a dream I had:
I was sitting in an office, at a desk, working on the computer, when Patrick Swayze walked up to me. He was looking for something. He looked GREAT. He had a full head of hair, had a good bit of weight on him. I said, "Oh my God! You look fantastic!"
"I feel fantastic!" he said.
I asked him what it was like to be dead and he acted like it was fine, no problem.
"Do you see God?" I asked.
"Yes, I see God."
"What about the Devil? do you see the Devil?"
"Yeah, I can see the Devil."
"Oh my God," I said, "I would NOT want to see the Devil!"
He shrugged, "It's not so bad, you can discuss things with him, like politics."