The experiences that crossed my path
Are not the fruits of chance,
They are of me,
Created by me
This table of contents is who I am.
I am curious
Of the those that are yet to be.
The knowledge that in reality
My consciousness, my perception of God
Or, whatever you want to call it
Is simply myself,
In all things
The belief, the mocking illusions
Inside of which
We are
Held by You