It is good to be weak.
I am built with a piece missing.
Whether I shall ever find it I do not know,
But were I build whole,
I would never have gone
Searching for the rest of me.
And, having never searched,
I would never have stumbled across you.
But you knew that, didn’t you?
It is good to be weak.
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NOTE: I now flatly reject this piece as a misunderstanding of my own nature. I had most certainly not been “built with a piece missing”. Rather, it was simply the elements of life that I had built for myself on faulty foundations that seemed to me like missing pieces. I do not go about yearning now as then, and I believe it is because I have finally seated this paradigm in its rightful place: The truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, wherever it may lead. And like it: Vet everything before believing it. These have made all the difference in my emotional life.
