Let it be

I realize that God is a part of me

I am a part of God

However you want to look at that equation

I firmly believe I came from Heaven

and will go back there

And I've seen too much of evil

Not to mention haven visited it in a dream

To know there is also a Hell

So God is here. If we can establish that as the baseline

Then let me put forth

That he is as much of us as we chose to let be

Get Off of My Cloud

If you feel the need to pick me apart

Question my every move

My motive

My every word

Chastising me as you go

Then there is nothing further to say to you

Nothing that you seem to have understood

Conversely praise can cause the ego to inflate to proportions far too unwise

And is better left to simply instill compassion and acts of kindness