I am

I am God, I am the devil, i am Christ. All different labels, depending on how your order is served, yet i am the same server, I just give you what you ask for, then you have the nerve to complain about what you ordered. Desperately searching for another to blame, while yelling into a mirror. Wake up, you are the order to be consumed. It looked good on their plate, till you became the plate. This is what happens, while trying to find yourself in others happiness. Stop looking to nothing, to complete what was never not whole. You are complete, completely nothing. The things you see, the reflection of infinite potential being compressed into a single nothing, by a mind that doesn't exist. When will you wake up, and see the I am you so Desperately claim to be, is the puppet master of your suffering, your happiness, your passion and your pleasure. If you are all of it, why do you allow a non existent i am to pull your strings. Happy 2:22