Coming Home to Myself

He isn't a god afterall.
The real god is inside.
Slowly, you recognize
the illusions, the delusions,
the pain of human limitations.
Then gradually it dawns
what a huge mistake you've made.

Hold your divinity within.
Then ask yourself,

Do I love this human being?
You may find that you do;
that there's something noble in his suffering,
something noble in your own;
that you're walking parallel paths,
not holding each other up.

It's a marvelous thing.
To love another human being this way. 

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