Dreams

LAST NIGHT, I had a dream that I was having a conversation with the leader of the free world over Hennessy and Coke on ice. If it had been real, it would've been my first alcoholic drink ever. I sipped it, swished it around in my mouth and swallowed once as we discussed the state of the Union, our dreams and goals for the new year, and . It was so real. P.Diddy was also there along with the Mighty Mos and Common, to name a few. Maybe it had something to do with the conversation I had with a brother last night about the oath of David that everyone who followed John the Baptist had to take, including the Messiah - thus proving that he had dreds, as Solomon also took the same oath and had 6 dreds... [Hmm - Solomon - gonna get back to that...]

The dude claimed to be highly well versed in his belief system, proclaiming the entire time that if someone tells you something that makes you question your beliefs, then you didn't really believe it in the first place - which is another tangent.

I sat and listened as he meticulously mangled another man's - whom was highly inebriated - belief system. I paid close attention to his plays on words and his angles. This guy was smooth, and it burned for me not to get him, but I stayed humble, and quiet, as I was built to do. The one question I begged to ask was this: How many churches do you pass on your way to YOUR church... and why?

Now for some people, the answer is zero, and that's cool, but for most self proclaimed Christians, why is the spectrum of one's beliefs so narrow? And is that acceptable? This man professed to know the real truth, and that his way was ultimately correct but the truth is that nobody really knows. Recalling an episode of House, he said something that struck a nerve - that he preferred not to believe that this is all a test. . . and some would agree, and some would agree to disagree, but is life a test where you have to watch everything you say and do or else you won't make it to or is life meant to be lived . . . .

I also had a dream about my friend Q. Logic and my brother. But I won't touch on that... I must pay attention though.

(hold on)

My friend Delayne is on the phone with me. She says my tones is reminiscent of an old comic book or Dick Tracy - gotta love her, lol... she's suggesting that i write a script in order to visualize my goals and dreams. #PPowerstruggle

Anyway - next post will be my New Years Bucket List, Playing on Solomon, and toying with this scripted mental vision board...

Til then

ciao.