Final Rant before Canberra

am essentially finished at Newcastle for the year...except for that Eastern Tiger dinner James, Lake, Tim and myself swore to go for on the 10th when i get back...but done...essentially

10 days in Canberra? why? 5 days at a conference where we learn interestin stuff n meet new frens...den 5 days at a church called Naremburn-Cammeray in North Sydney, doin some Children's ministry and helping out with Christmas decorations and evangelising at the local train station(i'm beginnin to fear that one oredi as i write this; just imagine the mud thats gonna fly in our direction)...i could do this for a long time with frens n pple i care about n hav come to treasure..yes, even Harvey..dis is not the kind of Christian ministry i was raised with...dats realli brutal

talk to Shian if u dun believe mi..anyways, this magical 10 days no. kinda reminds mi(there i go again) of Wallaby 04...i remember...not bathing or changing for 10 days..i remember...the REAL Australian bush....i remember...Shoalwater Bay Training Area n Sabina Point where Damien hollan-ded to (not mi...him)...i remember the blood sucking ticks(complete B*st*rds those)...i remember...sleeping under the dusty sky, looking at the stars like Orion the Hunter..i remember..the guys i worked with, the men i'm honoured to have serve under and the boys who i'm privileged to have led (simply the best)...i remember..the loneliness but also the intense peace...(n i'll let u in on my little secret, after those nites, i realised that i could be alone n unloved in life...n whenever i return to that place in my heart n mind...God gives mi the strength to carry on again)

i've been having disturbing dreams for some time...there are times i find myself again surrounded by strange n unfriendly ,even evil creatures that would harm mi...but den...the moon shines thru or somethin...n i find myself changin into somethin else...a wolf or some beast from my deepest, darkest subconsious...a drum beats in my breast..even now i can almost hear it...steady and distant, den louder n louder..closer...more violent..can u hear it as well?..thump thump thump...n i noe one thing...the hunt is afoot...little demons? the creature enjoys crushin the skulls of such animals between its strong , powerful jaws and with those hard, slightly blunt fangs...even demons are prey for certain creatures who in their wakin hours disguise themselves as innocent victims..camouflage!...dis is disturbin indeed..wat dreams are these that full of strive and violence so grip me??

see u guys in Canberra or Singapore...n friends who are not dat small ;) it'll b good to see u back home...very soon