Danny's Doting(s)

Possessing a pretty active mind, my dream life is rather adventurous, detailed, and vivid. Many, many times I have awakened suddenly, very happy to find myself safe and snug in my own bed instead of where I was or what I was doing in my dreams.  The other night wasn't one of those nights.  Being that Dad and Mom had my sister and I pretty late in life, my family tree was a strange one. My second cousins were my age, my first cousins were old enough to be my parents, and my aunts and uncles were old enough to be my grandparents. So things were a little weird for anyone else looking in.  In my dream, I was thrown back in time to when I would have been about 13, by the age my aunts were presented as being. The problem was, I ended up actually being about 26 or 28, but nobody seemed to notice I had suddenly aged 13 to 15 years. We were on an old parked school bus, which was being converted into a shelter for homeless boys. My Aunt Flo, the super-solid one of my Mom's side of ...

  A friend sent me a video in which the subject person iterated that he has come to the belief that we are no longer in a merely political battle but a spiritual one. He is absolutely right in that assumption. Some people come to that understanding sooner, some later, but anyone who does is one hundred percent correct in their summation.  This is what the original subject character was talking about: Ephesians 6:12  For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. It's bigger than us, friend. Way bigger. Things have been building for a very long time; in the manner of decades and even centuries, but , this past generation and particularly these past three years, they have ramped up, exponentially. The forces behind all of this are now less surrepticious, and have become more bold, more proud, more eager, and more fierce as they lust for v...