God loves, sustains
and protects
all of His devotees
regardless of the
name chosen
to praise Him
inside my global prayer wheel
all the names of God
are humming
I am Allah, I am Jesus
I am Krishna, I am Buddha
I am Jehova, I am Jah,
I am Durga, I am Ahura Mazda
I am Quan Yin, I am Mother Mary,
I am Lakshmi, I am Shiva, I am Brahma
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am....
...................You
Every mirror has a reflection, every light casts a shadow. Even in the dark there are things that cast a deeper shadow. From the bog of time and the dregs of memory, there came such a thing that would cast all things into shadow. It came not from the Devil, though such dark things beget equal terrors. No, this dark abyss came from the light from which had cast it. The shadow of a Man, the secret darkly passions of an abused heart. It was all those things that weighed down on the soul of the Martyr. From the greatest light comes the greatest shadow. Ahura Mazda, Cain and Abel, darkest night born from purest soul. As the sun began to set, the moon would start to rise. The sweetest dreams start and end with impenetrable black. So when the Hero stood up once more, his shadow grew longer. It stretched across the torn hillside as he reached high to hold up Heaven. With every life saved, the malice of the Fiend grew ever darker. Kindness begets Hatred. Selfless sacrifice begets eternal damnation. The cycle began anew, nay, it never ceased. The Hero, The Martyr, and his shadow, the Fiend.
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