Yesterday?

After writing what I did?

I about had a panic attack when I got home.

Heart rate elevated, short of breath.

If I had a klonopin?

I would have taken it.

The whole damn thing.

I'm like "Lord, come on now, we are really out there, seeing demons?

This is what you want me to tell people?

I mean, I know it, you know it,

but who is gonna buy it?

What do I say when I'm asked about it?"

I wasn't even done asking the question.

Revelation 3:8

"These are the words of the One who is holy and true, 

who holds the key of David. 

What He opens, no one will shut

and what He shuts, no one will open."

Couple of more things while were here.

These people who were the vessels?

They had no clue what was going on at the time.

None.

Completely oblivious.

No remembrance of the encounter either.

Also?

Seems like they are very weak-willed people.

No rudder or steering mechanism.

Their flag seems to go which ever way the wind is blowing.

Just in case anybody was wondering.