Sorry, Jesus!

Sorry, Jesus!
I still love you
I still respect you but
You are no longer
The only one

I cannot keep
Other wise and loving ones
Out of my heart any longer
Because it only makes me
Feel I am not true to myself

Sorry, Yahweh!
I can no longer love you
Curse me if you want
But it only proves
You are not pure love

Bye-bye, Jesus!
Bye-bye, Yahweh!

You are not my Lords any more.
This is my last prayer.

Amen!

-End of Transmission-

There is Allah's intelligent design behind my idiocy

I love to destroy and then rebuild my identity time to time. Now I identify myself as a working class househusband. More as a garbage collector than a writer. Many well-educated men see such an identity almost as a curse but I am happy to take it. It broadens my consciousness.

I am rather timid but I am quite a daredevil at the same time. So I often change things radically without thinking much. Such a character is evey bosses' or every Japanese's nightmare and it is far from risk-free. I often feel I am a total idiot. I often depress myself so much that the world would be a better place if I ceased to exist.

But I am like this because Allah or Dharma or Whoever/whatever designed me like this. So I believe that blasphemy is refusal of accepting myself as it is.

Insha'Allah! I believe I am heading in the right direction. I am okay.