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The Most Important Story

The Greatest Tale To Be Told

Once there was an old man who did not feel worthy
Of the slightest of good luck or the smallest chance
Of a blessing because of a mountain of guilt.
Psychological walls over time had been built.
Those whom I’ve harmed should know that I’m not in a trance
But my excuse is absolute insanity.

I’m in pain. The body hurts. I’m coming of age
Where I see things more clearly than ever before.
I find myself pre-living a full life review.
How can my thoughts be positive? What can I do
To feel better? Is there something I can explore
That will help me to not be a fool upon stage?

A complete separation from the emotion
Of the pain is accomplished through conscious intent.
I can manifest general feelings of hope.
If I get to remain here I’m willing to cope
With the mess that I’ve made and to somehow repent
For a life that was mostly spent in delusion.

In the face of what is unwanted I can still
Feel the goodness life offers, and I might as well.
Punishing myself for what I’ve done can’t be done.
Once I have wrapped my heart around this I’ve begun
To climb out of my peculiar version of hell.
Making this story right shall relieve me of ill.

Day Of Judgement?

Deepest Self-Assessment

If someone is deplorable does he or she
Get the same love from God that anyone else would?
To the mind locked in dogma it shouldn’t be asked
For the fear that this same hateful God will then cast
One’s dark soul into Hades. It’s well understood
That we worship a God who’s as strange as can be.

There’s judgement and there’s justice. They are not the same,
And neither will suffice for the settling scores
And providing the closure that so many crave.
Acts of God are not like the ways humans behave.
What happens here on earth not a good God ignores.
Like a house pet, we want to give our God a name.

Whenever I’m feeling negative emotion
It means I have a point of view that doesn’t match
What the God within me thinks about the same thing.
Is the notion of my judgement supposed to bring
On an act of submission? No wrath I’ll attach
To a God whose love is as wide as the ocean.

People get what they ask for. Things do balance out
As the God who created all sees all take place.
Never ending, unfolding perfection is God.
That I am that way also cannot be so odd
That I don’t have full access to God’s loving grace.
No longer am I troubled by lingering doubt.