The inclination to worship is natural The desire to adore (Abhor) And love (Hate) Is a given
It began with worshiping nature and (gods)         Giving names to that which we don’t understand Then those with an iota of understanding Began to make stories to help others understand
Good and evil (Right and wrong) Began to take form in our minds And our polarized psyche began to worship in the binary
Then logic and science began to become our subject of worship Then ideals of (Freedom) (Love) (Justice) (Equity)
All empty and meaningless objects of vanity Simply human minds trying to grasp the elusive wind called ‘purpose’
Hopefully my epitaph will echo in eternity And my identity will be forever sealed As the man that worshipped the void The man that loved nothing
