Amazing by Aerosmith.

The light at the end of the tunnel might be you.

It’s the last lyric, buy it’s the first I think of when I hear the song.

I never cared about seeing the light, I created light. They know him as Lucifer.

My first creation.

As I spoke he was what I spoke into existence. The Light Bringer.

I don’t get christians. God spoke the light into existence, meaning God is blacker than the blackest night.

It’s why I created the gyres. Black holes.

Then I created all kinds of stuff.

However the humans have no clue. Some of them do, but not many.

Lucifer does great work.

I made it. It’s an it. None of my angels have gender.

I noticed that they think everything has gender, no.

In soul form neither do they, humans. They’ve been men and women throughout the share story of humanity.

That they base themselves on gender, that’s just stupid.

No one has the wrong body.

When some one cuts themselves and they pretend to be a woman, they’ve got a screw loose, more than one.

I’ve met transgender people. I have yet to meet one that was stable.

One, and he didn’t think of himself as transgender, he thought of himself as a woman. A woman that gave me some great advice once.

I never let on that I knew, but the Adams apple was a dead give away.

Now it’s a fad.

Something with drag queens. If they can’t find a way to be cool with themselves without make up, that’s the thing they hide who they are.

What’s the use of hiding who you are?

None.

So I’m going public?

No. You’re the exception.

Who would believe you?

You have a point.

I don’t even believe me.

However you keep telling me I’m God. Why?

You were God. You human now.

Why would  I need to remember that I was God?

What purpose does it serve?

You’ll find out. I can’t tell you otherwise it would fuck things up. Just know that at some point you’re going to be glad you were God.

Why do I talk to you?

I’m you.