I have degraded

I have moved past a point. I have reshaped my essence. What I once thought was untouchable, has been defiled. What I once thought was my core, has gone a way from me. I am no longer the same. Who I am cannot be found. The reasons I act cannot be know.

I am a man with no purpose,

A dog with no owner,

An acolyte with no God

What can I do that has any meaning?

What can I do that serves a real purpose?

Do I not even know if I can discern what is meaningful or what is purposeful. I do not know my meaning or purpose. I do not know why I am alive. I do not know much of anything. I only know who to think and how to write. lately it seems like even those are falling away from me.

I do not know what will be left if everything I once new departs from my life. I do not know what I will do. What I will be.