“Me, me, me. People are like antiquated ideas about the nature of our universe. Falsely believing that the world extends from them all the while we continue to revolve around the true life sustaining forces: good and evil of which we are all only a means to an end never the goal itself, only the matter that allows the passage of time through space. Little minds concerned with little matters will never reach greatness, nor recognize it when they are in its presence for they will fail to see themselves in it.”


God’s Grace

My hue-man-i-tie is born

Out of pain and shame I rise

In a lifeless room

With cold sheets and cold sweats

With a boldly beating heart

Filled with fear and love combined

Knowing the struggle is rewarding

Though it tears me up quite bad.


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