Lonely Hearts Chapel

I Was the Beginning and

I was the beginning, and

I quite never felt enough

to live, to quest and

answer questions,

like why exactly

imperfection

‘s all I ever see:

first in myself,

then in the world,

now in everything I see.

“First, love yourself;

you’ll love the world

and everyone you see,”

says darkness deep inside of me.

I was the beginning and

know I was born enough

to live, to love, be loved.

Perfection’s all around me,

that voice above in everyone.

Now let there be light.

I wrote this piece toward the beginning of my spiritual awakening. It employs Creationist imagery to explore the origins of both positive and negative thoughts.

Love always,

your Mister