God freak,

I’m like if god had fans and they were super annoying about loving anything that resembled , and given that the world is made to the image of God— they mystify everything around them. Though they attempt to be full of peace and love, they’re a random young adultesque feminized body, and they cannot separate themselves from this experience. However, despite the endless cycle of ego death attempts, this hypothetical spiritual consciousness is a carnal creature with animalistic traits and so they sin, a lot. Sometimes aware of it, sometimes not. Ironically, they miss the point the harder they try to show the world. Doing the only thing they were asked, they live—All while, finding ways to be expressively corny about life, Like if god had a silly little follower who got excited about being made of God, but still so human and tiny.