Letter Dated Tuesday, November 18th

Dear Fearless Leader,

You are the God who lives inside of me. Now I know why I so often lie to myself: an honest thought would be a confession. How far will I go to hide from you? I would cut my soul in half to quarentine your spirit. The gentle spirit who patiently knocks, knowing that living divided is an unsustainable life. My disfunctions are real; I am running from you. But I can't lie to myself forever. I must live whole. I must live one with you. Every thought is a prayer because you are in my mind. Everything I feel, you paint for me. These things from you are reality. I will not hallucinate and I will not lie.

Your servant,
BJ