It is not embarrassment or self hatred. The weight that I now feel pressing down on my shoulders is the hard, cold understanding that I am nothing, never was. I will remain just this, nothing better than anything anywhere in the cosmos. The pity I was feeling, thinking it was love, was arrogance. I hear the ringing of the gong that was struck ages ago. Perfected as it sings out proclaiming. As I pity. So am I
Renee Slay
@Renee_Slay · 0:32
Ah. Oh, that was hard to listen to. I mean, it makes me want to cry. Wow. That was powerful. And are we loved truly? I mean, here in human form? I know we are. Otherwise ah, that was a rough one