Philosopher Shepherd

What is the great fallacy of life? It is that “something” is better than “nothing.” Many fall—pursuing the wrong, knowing and deliberate.

I once loved a woman with ugly heart. She was my first crush. For a year, I was obsessed.

I looked around and saw beauty. But, I could not reach it. “Too high, too unattainable!”

I knew she was ugly. I wanted her for it—in childish protest. Oh, false humility!

She treated me cruelly. Oh, how I deserved it!

But, to fall short on an ideal… is far higher. This is Christian meekness.

Shall I know Christ? No, but I may try.

I drank for two years—alcoholic. I protested hard work… did drugs, too.

Had casual relationships—and… hurt women.

Knowing the light… despising it.

Why?—“something” beats “nothing.” Oh, how I err! This—the root of arrogance.

Sigh… Now, I am more mature. I protest the Devil.

Shall I have nothing? Then, so be it.

My past vices—royal, regal purple. How I loathe them! For, the King despises his subjects.

I, King over my vice.

But, in the world, I am shepherd… who loves both his sheep and dogs.

Not a philosopher, King!