Once Upon A God

Was it a dream


I sit in meditation, trying to remember, remember past the searing pain, past the taste of blood, past the fog. I must have died, I felt release of my soul… I remember speaking with a man who offered peace, hope to the hopeless. I was graced with the presence of my lord of the forgotten masses, of the hungry, of the hopeless.

I received your blessing, I must have as I awoke.

I will continue your path, I will aid in those who have no hope, to teach them their own strength, not only to give but to understand the strength of giving. I will honor you in my piety… and I will spread your will.



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