short writings

god

my weaknesses had become my strengths, my ugliness had become beauty, my apathy to the world had become a desire to save it. it had now become clear to me that despite my appearance, i am literally everybody else. what makes this interesting to me, though, is how everybody else looks down on me. am i that ugly? am i that weird? sometimes i hope i am, and others i could cry over the fact that i am. when i'm god, all of them will want me and dress up as me for halloween, proving my fame. i'll become a sort of christian bogeyman, scaring children into behaving on a sunday night, before school. sometimes i wonder who is god, do i know them? when i am i'm not sure if i could let people know. i have no idea what a god does. they'll think of me as some mindless and anti fag crank, delusionising everybodies views and making them my own, projecting them harder onto everybody around me. i don't think that's what a god does, i think it's all about presence and how you present yourself — which shouldn't be at all