I pray brethren.
Do not be conformed to this fallen world.
But be ye transformed by the renewal of your minds.
Wherefore many years ago there was a great spark.
Which brought forth life from the non-living.
This spark, the burning flame, we call life –
It belongs to an owner.
Tortoises and snails from stones, and serpents from reeds.
And from leaves, came flying creatures.
Unless one sees oneself as an integral part of the whole
One can never find meaning.
Despair in something is better than belief in nothing.
For with the former, there is always a destination and
Something from which the conscious self can seek repose.
Be ye, therefore, submissive brethren, to your inner selves –
To your owner – one who is and knows all but cannot be known.
What is in oneself, indeed, is greater than what is in this world.
(Originally written in 2014.)