I keep a dream journal and the other morning I woke up from a vivid dream of this guy who called himself Simon Peter. He spoke plainly in this dream and told me he and a bunch of other lazy bums were just laying around when they met God. "They call me a saint but I'm just a screw up, hell I even pulled a sword on someone." He caught me staring intently at his face in order to remember the details to paint him and he suddenly said "Look, a saint isn't some goody two shoes, a saint is someone who messes up but keeps on trying." Then I woke up.
Vincent van Gogh painted his dreams. If it's good enough for Vinnie, it's good enough for me. They called him crazy but they spend millions on his paintings!
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