Wide is the gate to destruction
Narrow to life
Great is the temptation to scapegoat
Small to sacrifice
This is where we lose ourselves
Where are we found
When we lose ourselves to destruction
Aren't we losing ourselves to ourselves
When we lose ourselves to life
Aren't we truly losing ourselves
Don't we find our true selves in losing ourselves
Do we have two selves separate but the same
Do we have an animalistic self of self preservation
And a separate self of purity and sacrifice
Are these selves caught inside us fighting for our voice
Or do they fight for something more
Our very lives
Do we not lose ourselves to greed and power
Or is this finding our darkest selves
Do we not find our true selves in giving and sacrifice
Or is this losing ourselves
Isn't it a bit of both
Isn't it a paradox
Isn't it divine
Sublime even
Do we live for less and sacrifice more
Or live for more and sacrifice less
Is less, more and more, less
Is it more or less the same
Do we find more in the less we have in sacrificing more
Do we find less in the more we have in greed and power
What is this comedy of life
What is this paradox
What is the answer
Or is it all relative
Relative to where we are
Meeting us where we're at
Maybe that is truth
Maybe that is God
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