I am an island.
The centre of the universe,
and the focal point of all meaning.
The reason for existence,
and the object of adoration.
Lost in my own self-interest,
and the world I have created for myself.
Lost in the accumulation of all my possessions,
and the multitude of things I don’t really need.
All alone in this cruel world,
alone with my assembly of fears.
All alone, and far from home,
alone, and abandoned without hope or expectation.
.... And Jesus wept.
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