Wednesday, September 26, 2007

House of Mirrors

I checked out.

I haven't posted in what has seemed like ages. Not because I haven't had anything to say, but because I don't think you would want to crawl inside my head as of late.

It's very confusing...

My dreams of late, have been like walking through a house of mirrors.

Emotions are mulitplied like when you look in to a reflection of yourself from a mirror behind you.

Things are twisted like the funny mirror that makes you look thin as a nail one moment, big as a house the next and distorts the sizes of your body disproportionally.

Have you ever been turned around in a house of mirrors? Remember, when you were a kid and you ran off into the middle of the house and for a moment...maybe even feels like get turned around. Which way did I come in? How do I get out of here?

As you the seconds add up, your heart starts beating faster. Motions around you become exacerbated, your senses are start revving up and the hairs on the back of your neck stand at attention.

Eventually, you find your way out, but for a time, the mirrors get to you.
"...Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom. And we, who with unveiled faces all reflect the Lord's glory, are being transformed into his likeness with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit." 2 Corinthians 3:7-18