The Cycle of Life

I like to think that life is permanent. In the way that, even after we pass, we continue on. Whether that be our atoms evolving or devolving into something else, the things we have touched, reincarnation, heaven... We always live on. I used to hate the thought of that, because oh my goodness, who the fuck wants to live forever? But the longer I think about it, the nicer it seems.

When I die, I believe that I'll go to heaven where I'll be able to be put in my happy place. Oddly enough, my happy place is my OTP ship, which I've been obsessed with for over six years now. I like to think I'll be able to have all the material of them i'd ever need or want and meet them. See my fantasies (from maladaptive daydreaming) and the stories I've written and read of them come to life.

I'll be with God, with my furbabies who have passed on, and hopefully, I'll be able to pave the way for my whanau (family) and friends for when it's their time to continue their journey.

That being said, I am not here for a long time, so I will make the most of what I can. I will serve the earth - the Lord - and I will serve myself. That is my purpose.

I believe that whatever you want to happen when you die will happen. What do you want to happen? 

I love being me, doing what God created me to do. I'm full of jewellery, piercings and tattoos. I love being a girl boy, boy girl, nothing and everything thing. I love loving women, I love loving men. I love not loving anyone. I am here to confuse, to love, and to live.

I write this in the midst of a schizophrenic episode. Please forgive me if I'm talking nonsense; the prayer below is for my God and yours if you wish.

Our Lord who art in heaven, hallow be thy name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.