Faith

Is trusting that you exist

As a sentient being with

A subjective perspective as a

Grand part of a greater whole



Logic dictates that you do not

After all, the molecules that

Make you up, zip around

With their own intention

None of which you have the

Slightest inkling of control


“You have nothing in your hands.  Any power you have comes to you,  from far beyond.  Everything is fixed, and you can’t change it.”

JC

“Jesus Christ Super Star”



It is my best understanding

Which seems highly likely that

Every cell that makes you up

Is replaced every eleven years

Oxygen and blood go quicker

While bones take much longer

Still, you are not the same person

You were eleven years ago

If that is the case, who are you



“As soon as you’re born, you’re dying,”

– Iron Maiden



All of “you” has been replaced

By a nearly identical you

Mostly through consuming,

Digestion, peeing, flushing,

Breathing, washing, cutting,

Exercising, sweating, and sleeping

Note: You lose weight while asleep

Where did that part of “you” go?


Speaking of sleep


If you were told that

Shortly after closing your eyelids

For longer than two seconds

You’d be whisked off to a location

For six to eight hours

Unbeknownst to where you are going

Or what would happen to you

While you were away

You would fight it tooth and nail

But instead, you actually intend that

Having faith that you will return

Unharmed and rested to do what you do

All over again, modifying it slightly

On a nihilistic and narcissism treadmill

That keeps you moving towards nothing

Save for maybe being a better human

Then you may have been the day before


Why?


“Cause I gotta’ have faith
I gotta have faith
Because I gotta have faith, faith, faith
I got to have faith, faith, faith, “

“Faith”

– George Michael