when the dreams begin, there seems to be some type of chaotic haste about the nature of each episode. as if there's a spiritual battle emerging between night and day. spiritual warfare is alive and present.

has this happened to you?

driving along the freeway, i happen to be talking on the cellphone the entire ride there. cars are buzzing by, lights are flipping, and i'm mindlessly going about my way! it's not until i reach my chosen destination that i stop and ask myself "how did i get here!?" what strikes me most is the execution! it wasn't how i got there, but how i got there with such ease and carelessness.

have you ever noticed that when you pay too much attention to what you're doing, you end up messing up? or maybe it's not that you mess up, but perhaps just get so critical of yourself that end up messing up what you originally began?

you'll come to find that when you completely let go of the wheel, the car begins to drive itself. that sounds weird doesn't it? there is a plan and a gift waiting for you. how will you receive this gift if you aren't aware of the directions? if you're paying too much attention to the map you will miss your turns.

when the car is not driving and you are not driving - who is in control? your body is the car and you are the driver, so ask yourself: are you in control?

anyhow, i should be heading to sleep now. please fight this night and protect my morning. let me rest in peace. please. g'nite.