Flame Damnation

An ancient holy man was dying and a line of people stretched from his front door,
out of the gate and all the way down the street. They were waiting to hear if he has any  last words.

After many hours the door opened and someone reported on the old man's  last words ~  "Life is like a bucket; pass it on."
So the word went from the front door out of the gate, and all the way down the street.
When the word reached the last person, she said, "Why is life like a bucket?"
The question went all the up  the street (in the other direction), past the gate,  and up  to the door.

One person knocked and said, "We would like to know why life is like a bucket?"
Back to the old  man, ( who was still alive, but only just) 
back to the door,  the door opens,
the person comes out to report what the dying man said ~

"Well, maybe it's not. Pass it on."