snow falling on cedars is extremely painful - i felt emotionally drained after watching it. beautiful, painful, but also boring. ethan hawke does it very well; he lends a touch of vulnerability so easily to the film.

i had a strange dream this morning. after i came back from njc i went back to sleep. and in my dream, i was not myself, but a caucasian man. i met a lady at church and the lady talked to me about her interpretation of Christianity such that it was slanted towards Muslim beliefs [don't ask me how i know, it just was so]. i disagreed with her, and then as my persona, i went home to sleep. then suddenly, a loud voice boomed [angrily, in my opinion], 'people may interpret the word whichever way they like, but it is your job to draw people to Christ.' and then i was myself again, lying in bed, paralyzed and unable to move. i don't know if i was dreaming any longer because it was just too real, so real. i wanted to wake up, to open my eyes, but i couldn't. and after a while, the voice continued, telling me i was loved and would never be abandoned. and again, i was paralyzed. finally, after struggling to move, my whole body suffering from pins and needles all the while, i opened my eyes and all was back to normal.

i am still shaken by that and i really don't wish to sleep. is God angry with me? i don't know, i'm rather frightened, to tell the truth.

+ posted by M @ 1:27 AM