A dream for the poor and the meek

A wish upon a star and a wish upon a dream to find the wish upon a midnight clearing.  I find, I wish upon the dreams of yesterday and find the life appealing to me in a way that revisits my life in the dream of my eyes.  What is in the body is real and to feel my skin, feels good to me again.  I love myself and I love you with all my heart.  I love you addicts, you mentally ill, you abused, and you poor of heart and my compassion knows no boundaries for you when I tell you that I am here for you.  I have a dream and I will see it realized in the Father in heaven and I come for you now and I will heal you in ways that will mesmerize you to complete the sense of Mother Teresa in me.  I am Love, I am Desire, I am Lust, I am driven to succeed in my lust for you and in my lust for you, I am here to disguise myself as angelic in nature and to find you well is to find you in the light of my eyes.  I am here, the Truth, the Way, The Light and the essence of man that knows no boundaries through money, wealth and the accumulation of greed that gives you everything while I take nothing from you.  I will live in wealth only in as much as you do. I am poor of heart, poor of spirit and with the wealth that I will accumulate, I will bring it to you so that you can enjoy yourselves in the same way that I will.  I need not much but to see you smile and to see you well in the apple of my eyes.  I love you.  I desire you.  I smell you.  I cry for you.  I live for you.  And I die to you.  I obliterate myself for you.  I am Christ for you.  I am Buddha For you.  I am Muhammad for you.  I am light and in that light I will find the light that will pervade all my senses for you in the light of the essence of man in his division of self and the sense of self that is delusional in me.  I am insane for you.  I am degradation for you.  I am senseless for you.  I absorb you.  I die for you.  I am the Cross for you.