What... dreams?

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But... I have the sense they are not mine.

Who, out there, was touching my mind?  Do they know what they did?

Of a time, or place which was, maybe again, and again until it is done right?  That is how it seemed.  Was I in it?  Was that her thought of me?

Some darkness or confusion on the way.

More darkness and confusion.

So many believe in the here and now.  They can't see beyond it.  Is the world a truth, or a fiction, like in the Matrix movies, or other such?  No, it's a truth.  Just not... the truth, or the fullness of the truth.  Only a beginning of understanding.  If enough to make real, whole, choices for the rest of our eternities.  Or hell wouldn't be final.  I absolutely assure you, hell is final.  Don't go there thinking you will get out.  That... is a demon's lie.

So many don't plan for the next phase.  Most believe, deep down.  Yes, even the most devoted atheist.  Which is why they hate.  It is why Satan hates, and the other fallen angels.  They know.  But, at some point, they can't admit they know.  What is wrong with them isn't always clear.  But it... is obvious that something is wrong.  The corruption of self, and mind, in order to deny truth, is worse than any self-flagration known.  That being the lessor form of prayer, self-sacrifice, or self-correction.

It amazes me how simple things are, and yet how difficult folk make them.  Sin?  Manage them.  You aren't special, unique, all that peculiar, or unforgiveable.

As a fact, the way you can begin seeing that someone has gotten to, or neared, the unforgiveable stage, is when they do as opposite of what is right and good, support the opposite of right, good, beautiful, and attempt to corrupt others at every stage of everything they do.  They have given up.  For some odd reason, they want to take others with them.

Some do it because they want to do particular sins.  Others because they have become outcast for some perceived or real sin, or the effects on their body or mind from that.  The sense that secrets must be kept, lived but hidden, rightly or wrongly.  Feeling what happened to them wasn't fair.  It's terrifying to see in one's own family.  Or self.  Of course, then... the choices come, soon or late.

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Oh, I may be as off as everyone else.  If there is no there out there?  Then I am.  If God isn't real, or conscious, aware, right?  Then I am.  If this is it, then I am wrong.  If this isn't but a moment, like being in the womb was a moment compared to the rest of my life, but as a weaker analog between space and time as we understand it, the infinity that is promised?  Then... I am closer to the truth.  

I did enjoy... the dream.  Her dream?  Or... dancing with myself?

No man, animal, angel, demon, or other, when confined to flesh and spirit on this side of time, can quite have it.  Even angels need faith.  Few have actually been in the presence of God, and other than Lucifer who is Satan?  Has seen God and been here, from what has been more or less given to us from God's Words, written or walking.  Can get closer, or further, by choice and effort.  I only found it, in the end, by seeking what was good, while not being a believer, or trying not to be.  Odd how that works.  It... is a trap?  Like marriage, in the right place and time, with the right woman, a right trap?  I think so.  Now.

Oh, sure, demons, devils at times, and angels know a lot more.  The know there IS God, but I suspect few have been in His actual presence.  They know there is heaven, and hell.  They know there is eternity.  Do they understand those things?  Or just know them, for the most part?

Even having seen over there, I can't be certain what it was I was.  Being a blue thing, does that mean I am not human?  Or... are all blue, or other, things.  Not many of us, where I was.  Though, walk into even the largest class, on the biggest campus, and... compared to the whole population of the world, that would be a tiny number.  Walk into the smaller classes and the ratio would be much more vast.  Classes, rooms, mansions, even in purgatory?  I... hope.  Though, if not, interesting.

Later.