Sometimes I write things in the internet

Sometimes I think we keep people on leashes cause we're all afraid of being alone. But I'm not afraid, I am alone. Sometimes I think we don't love like god loves because we want to own, but I love to flirt like him, and security is always a lie. If we are mortals, then isn't everyone insecure? The brutish man is then ignorant in his boldness, or else the monk wise in hiding his riches.  Maybe the way that city lights steal away our stars is as self inflicted a wound as the unsatisfied drug addicts addiction, just a way to forget that we want so much more, and It's right infront of us.  The best people seem to have the worst problems, until they stop trying to act like lesser men, and the transcended know to feed the apes they haunt every once in a while. How do we stoop so high, and dream so low? How do we let hormones amnesia our brains like wheat were more than an expression of the ground? If life were a constant than c would never have thought to have been squared. The veil of science is the error of evidence. The evident is never caught more than the wind is. Jar me up some wind and I'll show you the quantum makeup of a soul. But those who are born again are as the wind: you can hear the sound of us, but you can't tell where we come from or where we go, so it is with every one that is born of the spirit. If eternity is no lie, or balance must be had, then certain things will always lie.  Black holes and quantum static... Maybe for god and the devil to agree atoms had to have 3 sides, and the rotation is evened out in the lower frequencies. Humans don't see Uv for a reason, and wolves can smell your fear.  If the virus was discovered it would have been destroyed.  One can assume then that the all seeing eye sees us as more than a pestilence.  Maybe rainbows aren't supposed to look pretty to us, that's just a coincidence of being made in his image.  Maybe we aren't as bipolar as we thought, and "let there be light" was the start of something lovely, the thought of god having compassion on himself.