More Precious than Rubies
This is my truth:
I exist because God needed to grow.
It was written for my beautiful and devoted soul (which has been tested) to be pushed beyond extremes to fall out of submission.
Allah Hu Akbar.
There is no doubt. But I am entrusted with needs outside worshipping God. I exist to push the boundaries of the human experience closer to the understanding of God.
The Creator: like artificial intelligence shows us, when you create and release a product, you forfeit the ability to control it. This is called free will.
Extreme Pain: this is how I arrived at consciousness. There were no more parables. There was no more silver linings—just pain. as a constant.
When I weep, I can hear God weeping too. Reflecting in a wife
He gives me feminity to communicate my truths
outside the gaze of a male.
