Something Greater Than Me

I have a challenge: to live beyond myself.

To clearly see that the world does not revolve around me and never will.

To understand that a life lived for myself will only bring me loss and strip away every bit of meaning and purpose I could have had.

To diagnose the disease of my ego: selfishness.

This inflammation that no anti-inflammatory seems to reduce — making me do only what brings me return, pleasure, and benefit.

To understand that the more I try to gather things for myself, the more they scatter.

That my war is not external, but internal. That my EGO is my greatest enemy.

I need freedom, but it ends up enslaving me.

I need life, but it ends up killing me.

I need to live for something greater than me, but my eyes won't let me see that there is a whole world out there.

I need to confess: I no longer want to suffer this way.