Psalm 1:1 – The Writings of Tom Grasso

I can no longer hide the essence of who I am. The basket I’ve used is no longer thick enough. To share this light with the world; to be the guide toward whatever it is you seek; to strengthen you when you require; to weaken you when you demand; to comfort you when you request; to cause you pain when you need to feel something is my greatest purpose.

You have torn from me that last great veil! You have ripped from me the security I once sought with all my being and fed it to the wolves from which I once ran. You have denied me the simplest pleasure while chastising me for seeking the greatest sin. For who has that bell tolled if not for me? Seek and you shall find without the slightest guarantee that what you find is what you were seeking in the first place.

With outstretched hands I beg of you. Do not spare me from the slightest pain. Do not keep me from the darkness. Do not hamper me from the fall I must endure. Allow me to bask in the darkness and embrace the suffering so that I may know what it is I am here for. Allow the cup that you pass to press upon my lips. Allow the nails to do their work. Allow the taunts and unconsciousness of those around me to cause my wings to flutter uncontrollably. It is for that you have created me; it is for that I have created my self; it is for that we have created each other.