Life a prison but a soul free

I am neither a pig nor a wolf. I am no sheep though I am the proudest monkey. Above and below all I am a little god. I am not this mind. I am not this body. These are things simply through which my experience is filtered. Their purpose to enable or limit but not to define. My soul is me. My consciousness is without limit. I am creativity and death. There are no words that can describe the breadth of me. But there are certainly rules. The rules of nature which do define me. I will kill you. And I will love you. I will end and begin you.   I will love. I will love. I do love. Love is the most of me. How I love to love. My family, my tribe. I find my Self increasing the more I can give to them. They are what make me feel grateful. So does this body. It is my vehicle through this experience and god has blessed me with a good one. It has good shape and it is strong. I love it and bless it every day. I thank god for it because it is beautiful. And it sings. It sings in a way that is one and only. In it's way, perfect. Because it is not. I love my song. I love how it flows from somewhere immense and quiet within me. I lay my mind to listen within and there is where I can hear it sing. How good of life to have made me Me. Giovanni. Not wolf nor sheep not pig or beast. I am the little god from who's mind and soul reality is made, a universe of song. I am a little god and my soul is free. Though this life be a prison my soul is free.