It was beautiful and I could have stayed. I wanted children. I wanted grandchildren.
I wouldn't listen to the angels. Give up my ego for paradise, it wasn't for me for I loved the conflict.
I fell out of grace into hell. I fell through hell into the flesh I was born into. I would haunt that flesh till my second death.
The pain was greater than I could have imagined but it is now a good friend that tells me how great the world of the living is.
I am a coward than would rather run from any fight but I find myself in battles with only my imagination as a weapon. A weapon sharpened on dreams of universal justice.
What am I? A being of light trapped in a cocoon of carbon called a living human body or a fool entertained by his own delusions.
Will my ego destroy me or will I destroy my ego? I will be what I can and that is all I need to be.
I love this world and all the people in it. I love that I have the chance to make this world a better place. I love my enemies and will never fell hate or feel anger against them. I no longer pity them.
I only pity myself for playing their game. I know better. I've always known better.
I will tell the truth as long as I can.