God accepted me as his own and so I lived to rely on him;

But dependency made me simple and restless like a child gaming a rounded pen.

God gave me many friends and family to enjoy and play with;

But their community's waywardness led them to oppress my unique expression.

God desired me to serve him loyally and be with him forever;

But that only stirred in me a desire to be free from his ever-present watchfulness.

God wished me to grow strong and go out bravely into the world;

But at my body’s peak he broke my confidence and took my strength from me.

God asked me to unite peoples under the goodness of his one banner;

But the words of goodness I tried speaking only grew existing divisions to war.

God told me to speak thoughtful empathy about others and their struggles;

But that fragmented my mind’s understanding in the weight of their long worries.

God commanded me to take righteous power and lead others to his truth;

But it drew out many wicked enemies that fought me with words of their own truth.

God demanded I be resolute in the face of fear and the unknowable;

But that made others fearful when they saw such deep indifference in my determination.

And finally,

God ordered me to give up my power, give away all I’ve owned, forget my memories, and forget his image;

But I selfishly held up an image of my experience, believing it to be God, and thus destroyed his goodness given me before my final end.

But mercy be upon me, for this life offers forgetfulness on last breath,

Before our return to pooling in Shadow’s unexistent infiniteness,

The receiver of your experiences, the transmitter of our images.