If Love is God, then Love is who I want to be. No, this isn’t blasphemy. I’m returning to who I was naturally, before the world started handing masks to me. Patient, kind, forgiving, and caring, fruits of the spirit. I was taught I couldn’t come near it, because the stains on my soul made people judge by appearance. Never believed in religion, I really just feared it. But even the Bible states Love casts that out, I’ve learned this to be true. That no matter how black and blue my flesh may be, I will return to who I was naturally, before the world started handing masks to me. No this isn’t blasphemy, if Love is God, then Love is who I was meant to be, because in it’s image, I find peace.