You call
yourself supreme god. You incestuous rapist. You transform yourself to commit
crimes and transform others to keep them a secret. Why would anyone worship
you? Fear. They have no choice. But I do not fear you.
You are not my
God. And unlike Europa, Io, Leucothoe, Callisto, Semele and countless others
you cannot steal my purity—my innocence.
Because my God is above all. My God’s integrity is
beyond reproach. He transformed himself to repair my crimes and that is no
secret. Why would I worship him? Love. “Because perfect love drives out fear.”
This is my God
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