Sneaking into Heaven
I had the most incredible “dream” the other night. I was out in a field- bright sunny day- and looking up, saw a single, white cloud above me- surrounded by an endless sea of blue.
I threw my hands up (like Superwoman) and was immediately transported through the cloud and into the blue. It began to dawn on me that this could really work! Ha. (Wishful thinking.)
Next thing I knew, I began leaning to the left, and continued to, until I was almost sideways. I remember saying in my head, “Noooo…. Don’t send me back there,” as I began to descend downward.
#wishfulthinking #truestory
Faith is…
…dying alone, knowing you aren’t alone.
Vape
Watermelon Kush. Can’t go wrong. And no, that’s not me pirating a game in the BG. Nothing to see here; move along. 😁
Evil Twins
Two women: sitting in two chairs upon a stage, alone, holding two jars filled with something gross. Every few seconds, they drink from the jars, and moments later, vomit back into the jars. After some time, they trade the jars with each other and the disgusting behaviours continue.
They laugh and act as if there is nothing amiss. They themselves are clueless to the fact that they’re “trading vomit”, as I call it.
This was a dream I had many years ago. At the time, it concerned me. I had no idea what it meant or who these two evil women were.
But my how times have changed. The dream was prophetic, and no mysteries remain.
Part II: 8:10
🍺💪🏼🏆
Talking to (with) Jesus
My X contacted me yesterday, out of gas; thought I’d help him out & drive a few bucks over to him. (I made a promise to his Mom on her deathbed that I’d look after him, and so I do.)
Siri sent me to the wrong Circle K gas station where he was supposed to have been working that morning. I arrived to news crews everywhere and mayhem.
From our local news channel:
NEW ALBANY, Ind. (WAVE) – “Officers shot a suspect in a double murder at a gas station in New Albany after he allegedly sped away in a car, crashed it, ran into a restaurant, and abducted a woman on Monday morning.”
Yeah, THAT happened. I was unsuspectingly driving to that same gas station after the double homicide had happened- talking to Jesus, as usual.
Takeaway: It helps to stay prayed up, man.
Crazy times!
Scattered Hamlet
H O M E
Some days I feel like I’m in the blush of ownership
Other days, I’m not even a welcome ghost afforded to roam the halls
A vagabond soul with nowhere to go
You keep me here, with you
High and dry
Day and night
Eating the crumbs that you don’t know you’ve dropped
m o n o c h r o m e j u n k i e † 