Overwhelmed heart—full mind,
Wondering which path of the many before me is most accurate—exclusively accurate.
I have liberty to speak on doubt and uncertainty—I have every right to, because I’ve earned it in the darkest hours when no one was there to console me.
Even if they desired to, I pushed them as far away as I could, understanding that their understanding was a distant star to the close proximity of black holes which absorb my imagination and inquiries.
This gravity. This brightness.
I’ve attempted to close my eyes many times and allow the guiding light within me to show me the end of the tunnel of human limitations.
And all I’ve asked is that you prove what you claim to have proven before.
Just once more, and I’ll try to be satisfied.
I promise—I’ll try.