For most of my life I had faith, when I lost it I lost so much more than my divine parent. I lost Heaven itself. Not because losing faith made me bad or I feared retribution of an angry god obsessed with being worshipped. That was never my god/dess or my faith. What I lost was the certainty that after the here I would be reunited with those I lost in a happier less brutal there. I saw life as school and our challenges, even the bitterest ones, as lessons on the curriculum of our souls growth. We had signed up for most, some of it also consequence of our past life's actions. My godly parent loved me where my earthly ones did not and those I longed for, dead and gone, were just a dream away beyond the veil waiting for me to complete the tasks I set out for myself. When I lost my faith I lost my true home, as I have never felt I belonged amongst the members of my species; always alien always the odd one out. Hope it still lingers, outside of my blind spot, it whispers in my imagination when the world becomes to dark or the specter of my mortality comes to haunt me; but alas there is no certainty.
Writing notes:
the premise of the contest was to write a piece with exactly 1111 characters and so I did. If you would Like to enter the contest yourself go here it is open now and it closes on the 18th so chop chop!
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(Image credit Dave Renike and a portrait of the fair jubilee made by myself turned into this here universal truth meme)
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