This Masterpiece called, Humanity

There is so many things that I adore about you, so many that I enjoy, so many that I like, and so many that I love

I love, not because you’ve shown me something worthy to love
I love you because I realized that you are worthy of love

The beauty of humanity is not in our perfection, but in the way we fall flat on our faces when our known identity to this point is shattered 

It is when we are challenged in our discomfort and beliefs

It is when we struggle to surrender to our grief

It is when we desire to transcend beyond our limitations

And in the same manner, continue to walk in the company of isolation 

Isolated in my experiences, yet I hold dearly to these feelings for validation of my existence today 

“I’m here, but I’m not real, tho I need to feel”

When all of our senses are awakened is when we feel so close and can taste freedom 

And in the same moment, we fight to cling onto the bars of the reality we’ve always known to keep us sane, to keep us safe 

Preservation has become our purpose 

We’ve become a puppet in our own show

Hiding indeed is convenient, but it always disconnect 

That which I chose is that which I push away

That which I want near is that which I fear

The beauty of humanity is not in knowing that I am beautiful nor lovable 

Paradoxically, it is the abstract of this art that requires depth from the one that chooses to behold, admire, adore, and love This Masterpiece called, Humanity 

Humanity is beautiful just the way he is

Came from the earth, made from dirt 

A clay that is molded in the way that I perceive him

And so I experience his fullness in my conscious awareness and deep connection to his essence and beauty

Therefore today, I choose to ruminate… “that there is so many things that I adore about you, so many that I enjoy, so many that I like, and so many that I love”

I love you because you are worthy of love

What an honor and privilege to be the one to stand for the love of humanity