I slept peaceful but woke angry. I was scream-shouting and I carried the anger from dream over to reality - with a burst of shout.

I guess the subconscious is a very angry one. And sometimes it doesn't know what it's fighting.

There is endless sorrow on this plane of existence. This is not a pessimistic view, but a realistic and a practical one so that we might learn to identify our troubles.

Most of us choose to seek pleasure and experience; to become someone or something different; or to do nothing at all.


Let those who want to be forgiven be forgiven.
For those who don't, let us pray for their enlightenment.