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Entanglement
What do you do when you find you have lost faith in your god. The moment you realize that it is nothing more than a wispy thought created in your heart. All the hope and joy that some sort of salvation had found you, cradled you in its arms and coated your heart with the warmth of a thousand suns.
I can tell you, its much like love, like falling in love with a person and then having all that joy and faith crushed into nothingness. Feeling as if there is nothing left good in the world, a sense of emptiness fills you and in desperation you reach out to another fluffy cloud that looks like its made of substance. Only to once again be left with cold dew on your face, the essence of hope simply burned away by the warmth of your skin.
Time and time again, the death and resurrection of these gods bring their intended lessons, yet the student doesn't want to learn, we project our wants, needs and desires onto them as an external mirror, doing an entangled narcissistic dance, blind and deaf to the memory of our previous role in this dark ballet.
Then out of the ashes fly tiny sparks of burning embers, holding the pure conscious truth, of hope, joy, love. Not longing for the reflection, but knowing that the source of all lies within the creation. There's no place like home.
