Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)

I am not one and simple, but complex and many.

We are many, but are we much?

Here, in my solitude, I have the feeling that I contain too much humanity.

And you are made of a hundred trillion cells. We are, each of us, a multitude.

Knowledge enormous makes a god of me.

I am just too much.

Regret... when it comes to you, I have oceans of it.

If I seem a little bizarre, remember the wild profusion of my inheritance...perhaps, if one wishes to remain an individual in the midst of the teeming multitudes, one must make oneself grotesque.

أنا سلّة مليئة باللحم والعظام والدم والدموع والعرق، بالرغبات والرؤى.

I am larger, better than I thought; I did not know I held so much goodness.

All seems beautiful to me.

Whoever denies me, it shall not trouble me;
Whoever accepts me, he or she shall be blessed, and shall bless me.

I hold a beast, an angel and a madman in me.

Let me pull myself out of these waters. But they heap themselves on me; they sweep me between their great shoulders; I am turned; I am tumbled; I am stretched, among these long lights, these long waves, these endless paths, with people pursuing, pursuing.

I weigh the sea
I weigh the storm
I weigh a thousand stories long.
I weigh my mother's fortitude and my father's eyes
I weigh the way they look at me with pride
I weigh strength and fearless and the warrior in me.
I weigh all the pain and trauma that made me see
that I have more galaxies inside me than tragedies.
We all weigh joys and darkness and goodness and sin
you see, we are infinite within this skin we are in.
So when they ask you what you weigh
you don't need to look down at any scale.
Instead, simply tell them the truth,
tell them how you
weigh whole universes
and storms and scars and stories too.