I was watching a show that featured the concept of how the devil can make us weak if we face him.  He would make us remember, relive, and suffer the anguish of the horrible things we have done, or been thru in our lives.  And the horrific failures we have experienced.

My response to that would be: Get in line.  That is what I experience every day.  I relive all my failures, and all the horrible memories every day.  Actually… not all of them every day.  There are to many.  But I do fill much of my time reliving all the terrible things I have done and been thru.

This is where my nightmares come from.  I dream veiled attempts so relive all those failures I had.  I can not stop from thinking about them.  That’s how my brain works.  I can not stop myself from thinking too much about anything.  Just ask Lori… I think everything to death.

I guess I am looking for some kind of truth.  At least that’s what I like to think it’s all about.  My brain goes faster than I can comprehend it all.  The thought can take me into a place where I have no control over what I think about!  And I descend into the Pit sometimes.

I become a passenger to my own brain.

What more could the devil do?