all this is flashy rhetoric about loving you.
i never had a selfless thought since i was born.
i am mercenary and self-seeking through and through;
i want God, you, all friends, merely to serve my turn.

peace, reassurance, pleasure, are the goals I seek,
i cannot crawl one inch outside my proper skin;
i talk of love--a scholar's parrot may talk Greek--
but, self-imprisoned, always end where i begin.

c.s. lewis





and yet, there are these rare moments where the self just disappears. THESE are moments from God.