I find it difficult in my ongoing search to find serene sleep in a totally dark room. With moving human-like shadows. Silently walking closer to me as I struggle for much needed rest. Every night the shadows haunt me. Pleasant dreams are impossible to obtain. A nightmare always makes itself known and never arrives late. Dressed in a night-veiled cloak searching to enter the serene mind. To destroy the good dreams of all the tired sleepers. At some time in our ungodly life we committed a regrettable sin towards a sacred minded fellow. Our sense of guilt haunts us. Rising up in the darkness searching for calm sleepers to invade. The chill of the fear of death is placed mysteriously across the walls in the form of shadows. This night,like many others previously,we awaken suddenly to the slight haunting sound of soft steps of the feet. Perhaps a curious quirk lurks within us that we will not forgive ourselves. We welcome the haunting moving shadows and nightmares. Making us crave the enlightened moments of the sacred life? Is guilt our own nightmare? Tiny lights splashing gently on the thick darkness of a room. Destroying the power and energy of nightmares creeping about. Visions of comfort created by soft lights. To find our way to somewhere. Now the nightmares are secretly hiding and planning to find the next soul to destroy. All the while the nightmare was only our fear and guilt. The light of life not the darkness of death. Why is this happening to us? Guilt,Remorse,and Relapse will one by one destroy us all. These tormenting sleepless nights episodes will end when the sacred living begins. Until then the nightmares continues.
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