After some reflection time, I keep thinking where I am at spiritually since my quiet time has been down lately. Using the Transformers as my analogy, I feel like Hot Rod in the movie. It was when his ship crashed on the planet with all the Sharkticons. He was like in this ocean full of robot pirahnas, squids, and live tenticals all just grabbing at him, trying to eat him alive or pull him apart. He keeps calling out all his friends but no one can help him. Then he realizes that he must get out of this situation on his own. Gosh I missed the movie.