I don’t know who I am, other than my birth name, but most people sell their souls to the devil, the devil came to me, bowed, and said “the crown wears heavy sir”.
Apparently I’m a big deal… But I hated it all…
I stick to logic, and logic dictates that lords and kings are false, bowing to someone is an insult of the highest order… I have in my life, seen the stars in the sky change and then go out one by one …
I spat on all the ceremonial stars…
I was murdered, met death, and was resurrected…
Actually when I died, all of you died, and when I was resurrected, so were all of you.
I’m still just about logic, the passion of logic…
I’m still learning, I still don’t know who I am…
You can all laugh at my as I stumble through the world, but in my stumbles I learn exponentially, and surpass my mockers in days… Not lifetimes.
If all this is for me, I spit on it all… And live in the realm of the pure passion of logic and reason.
That’s all I have to say about my spiritual life for now.