You Showed Me The Way (Poem)

I stepped out of a dark place that I stepped in before I ever knew… Anything I stepped out of the dark place still not knowing… Anything I thought I knew And I make sure you knew I knew But even though you knew I didn’t know You still told me go keep coming, keep sharing, keep growing You loved me until I learned to love myself Unconditional love

An ongoing commentary about God…

We’re running out of time. A time that seems so trivial to a species who believe they were born of God. And yes, this may be true, I mean obviously. If we were not born of God then what were we born of? Nothing? Even if we were born of nothing, then nothing is our God because nothing created everything. Or some krazy multi-demensional conspiracy? That is quite an amusing thought but let us now think with our super-computerlike brains for a sec.