right before i go to bed. i'm staring at the ceiling as my cory reccommened "clean cotton" yankee candle light plays a tune for the shadows dance. feeling very focused, intense just soaking in thought. the two lamp shadows creeping up the wall angling at the cieling look like a set of tires. candle flame now quickly ripping its light in short waves, engines running. i notice the flame move more sporatically, so much movement yet the shadows only slightly rumble. i now pay full attention to the flame thru my water baottle i see the silloette of a torso running, now two torso's one beside it as i try to focus both eyes on the flames distortion. running running. its like i'm watching a scene from a film, i get a little tense, whats going to happen? this goes on for minutes. suddenly the running holds still. half a minute and it begins violently onece more two silloettes running in sequence. i am intent on following the action my eyes blur and now thre are three silloettes jirating in sequence. lost track of the seconds keeping focus on the group. the three grow still the flame gets brighter and i take notice of the box patturn of light surrounding the three silloettes their still. i enjoy that outcome turn my head and fall asleep.