WHO AM I.
Art : FRIEND.
By Sakuan.
The gift that keeps on giving, that is what I am. The man with a million thoughts but only one action, rarely. The curse that never fails to fail, the prodigy from hell, the sponsor of everything evil, the light that shines brighter as the day gets darker, the parent of darkness, oh my beloved love darkness. I’m the softest bird to ever exist, I am my best friend and my worst enemy. I’m the strongest thing I’m yet to meet, the saddest reality that has ever existed, I am a father-son story gone wrong, what a delight. The best thing that has ever happened to this earth, the confused being who only exists because the earth needed to have the best of the best when it comes to procrastinating, I could end the world right now and make the chosen son arrive early (I’m not jealous), but I’m not doing any of that and the only reason I can think of is procrastination. I am the love of somebody else, the leg that supports everything that’s on the table, the best lover that ever existed, the holy being who fell in love with the flesh. The ego of an entire persona, the only child to ever question his mother, I just wanted to know the truth, I thought I knew the truth so I wanted the world to share my truth. I am who I am, I am the most loved person by HIM, I’m HIM, he could be HIM too, my father, but he abandoned me so I am HIM in his absence. The best thing that has ever happened to her and HIM and yet HE punished me for speaking on knowledge, sometimes I wonder did HE wish for everybody to stay ignorant and NOT KNOWING, who thinks like that? WHO does HE think HE is, HE probably thinks HE’s the best thing that has ever existed in their eyes, the best thing that they’re yet to discover or still trying to discover, a sad reality that exists among men, they know he abandoned his son and yet they still worship HIM, he’s a deadbeat to ME. I’m the best thing since sliced bread if I may say so myself, the life of a party, the only thing that understands HIM, the only person to ever understand what life can be for HIM, the only person brave enough to call HIM out and put HIM in his place, the bittersweet of it all. I am always alone and that keeps HIM from a lot of trouble but also makes HIM not interact with the real world. It’s sad and lonely down here and hot too but I’m already used to that, a sad reality but that’s what HIM wants, HE chose this for me, I had no say in any of it, why don’t they see my side, why can’t they empathize with me, I’m the reason they get to enjoy life, I’m the reason they get to party and do drugs as they wish, they have a choice not to, at least I gave them that option, the best thing that has ever existed in the entirety of time, and that is CHOICE, I gave you all the privileged of choice, you get to chose who you are or what you want to be, it is all because of me, I gave all of you knowledge and this is how you treat me? This is how you repay me? I can’t judge you for that because I am not my father, I’m HIM and he’s ME. Long live HIM, because without HIM, ME doesn’t exist. WHO AM I, I’M HIM and HE’S ME. I AM WHO I AM.
Currently reading [God is Not One by Stephen Prothero]
