Playing

Today, as I tried to finish off reading an essay for a certain college class I fell asleep...

imagine that...

I like to sleep...

but unlike most of my sleeping times I was granted a dream...
as strange as it may have been...

I can only really remember what I wrote down directly after having woke up...

i dreamt there was this old British guy with the funniest accent...moustache and all..and we were on this beautiful, outdoors, backwoods pond with the sun shining down down on us and a little triangular type row boat...old-fashioned and made of wood...

and he was the type of Britain that says things like "What? What?" alla' time and "good show"

somewhere along the line, i thought it would be funny to kill him..fake invisible sword in hand I lunge for him..and he parries back with his sabre which seems for some reason to be lighter...(though...they're both invisible :/ )

then we rush through invention...and the ages...dueling...first with sword now with ridiculous old pistols...it's unclear whether they're fake or not at this time...whether they're cap guns or airsoft or bb guns...but we keep at it...we dive throughout the pond hiding from one another...both of us hoping to get the drop on the other...

now we're finally up to modern age equipment...machine gun in hand strafing bullets...jumping and laughing still all the time...we're both having the gayest of times....

I finally get the drop on him...

only I don't have anything left...and neither does he...

so I make an invention..."air-grenade" right on the spot...I take some air bite off the top and throw a grenade towards this elderly man...whom seems fit enough to have been in the army or marines...

and it explodes and....


the man dies....


He Died...




my laughing continues for a spell...but silence envelopes my laughter...


The lord revealed to me through this dream...that I am and many others are flirting with sin

from the point the thought krept into my mind..."kill him" I was flirting with sin...playing with the thought...

God showed me that while I might not be thinking about physically killing someone...I do play with my sin...

I give it a chance...I make war a game...in a sense...
when it's not...
at all...

it's a very serious matter...that I dumbed down to fake sabre fights and make believe explosions...

that can actually kill...

you cannot see the effect of your sin until it is too late...until your laughter is enveloped in silence...

so be rid of it...completely...

so your laughter never dies out :)