im stuck here, before another book in
wondering why
why even when everythings going fine
there's something missing from this all
i begin to think about that crazy dream
no not the one about the house with the white picket fence
but the one well
the one that matters

never really been able to share it with many people
actually
ive only shared it with one person
its this crazy dream
where we become more than we are
more than we ever could be
where our restrictions/our flesh
falls and dies
where we finally dont struggle but live a life of infinite breakthrough
where we live our God given dreams
walking the talk
where our intentions and our acts, our thoughts and feelings
are all wholly and totally sanctified
no longer marred by self, the world and the devil
but all pure and holy
where we will preach to millions
minister to lives
and actually make something of our faith

i dun noe how tts gonna happen
i mean
its like the dream of the house with the white picket fence
i cant see any straight road leading there
i can only hope to be a better man each day
a more pragmatic man, a man of more character each day
and hopefully reach there one day
same with the crazy dream
i live my life a step at a time
lining myself up upwards
and hopefully taking a few steps in that direction

hopefully one day i'll reach there
for all the other days
well
haha
i guess we'll just toil on

and ya
ive just recieved the greatest insult
someone thinks i look like some of those uncles who go around collecting and playing magic cards...........
bleagh