Prayer for my sanity.

I've been more "in tune" with my spiritual side than others around me. I feel drawn to this topic of "ghosts and spirits" my whole life. However, my consciousness denies my own belief system. Maybe because I'm too greedy. I want to believe everything and everything I have the honor to appreciate. Same with religions and different beliefs. I have this burning desire to know more, to grasp more than what my pathetic judgment can comprehend. Quite frustrating, sometimes. I truly wish to believe the afterlife exists, dare I say, reincarnation for the people who I let slip through the cracks of my hands. That they are still out there, just in another form of art. Maybe they're the dandelion I blew to the wind today. Maybe they are the stray cat that hissed at me since I gave him the leftover fish heads after cooking. Such dramatic. The possibilities are endless. I am still figuring things out. After all, life is but a dream for the dead.