You crave Me. You are obsessed with Me. You long for Me; you think about Me all the time. You know there is no one like Me and you know you need Me… for your survival, for your purpose in this world. You feel your only reason for existing is to please Me, to worship Me. You want to live for Me, yet you also know you’re so far beneath Me there isn’t a chance in hell you’ll ever be noticed or acknowledged. You are nothing. I am everything. It’s that simple.