I felt lost (not that I didn`t like it), haven`t managed to find myself just yet. Probably it will take me a life time to do so, and I am not sure it is going to be as complete as my mind desires.
I fell down, then got up, just to stand tall face to face with my agony, to tell it "I love you", but I didn`t feel better, because I wanted more.
I`ve been searching pain, and I found it where I didn`t expect it to be, wandering in my mind and in my heart, as if it had been there since my very beginning.
I am my own Creator, as no one has ever been able to shape me after own appearance... anyone but myself.
I am my own God, because I have always found inside me an illogical amount of life and strength. Experience has made me rich, as life has always abundantly supplied me with resources and values to be kept inside.
I am ice, as no one has ever truely melted my consciousness.
I am in denial.
Where are you? I know where you are.
Are your followers better than Me?
