i won't impress you by taking your hand in prayer...though i am praying for you...and my god never parted the seas...or died humbly upon the devils tree...a spear in his side and a tear in his eye...he laid in out for all of mankind...forsaken by his father above...drifted into darkness but soon was lifted on high...to a place of pure euphoria...to stand before a legion of angels and claim that he was the christ...the son of the one true god......my god never knew such pride...never healed the blind or casted blessings upon the wicked...he never bleed for anyone but himself...and he needs not the support of another...his love was not that of the almighty...for he found a source within...a warm cascading paradox of love and self-loathing...and soon he knew he was a light for all...and the truth grew inside him like a cancer...bleeding onto the grass beneath his feet...turning the greens and blues to gray...and man could no longer tell where the horizon ended and the sky began.......my god knows no judgment...and my love...my darling...if the costume fits keep wearing it...you can't capture this with a camera lens...but that does mean it don't exist...so just be yourself...and i will bear this cross for you...but do not ask me to drive the nail through...because god, if i have to die...you will die too...