A young man stares out at the ocean, the light of the sun shining his windswept hair. The expansive god continues his business oblivious of the mortal worshipper trying to understand him. Each wave is a heartbeat, the sound of the tide speech; with an odor all its own the mortal’s senses become ingrained into his god.
He stares intensely into the being of the sea till his vision blurs, then he sees land. This rocky beach isn’t the mortal’s home. This strange rocky island is home to many creatures that await food given to them by the god through tide pools. There are even people that enter into the god’s body searching for life giving energy. They feel the blessing of the god. One of these men stares back at the mortal through each heartbeat before the young man disappears.
Like a rip tide, the young man is hurled to another joint of land and water. At this beautiful section of the world, he sees how the god gives joy and wonderment to the creatures of the land. They ride upon each of his heartbeats, dive into shallows of the god, and stare at the other creatures who have safe harbor inside the god’s being. The mortal wonders if these creatures have respect for the depth and power of his god.
Bubbles steal his vision of this beautiful. Breaching the surface the man discovers there to be no land at this venture. Giant waves roll across the god’s surface, thunder cracks the air as a fishing boat is tossed through the storm. As the sky cracks and flashes providing light, the boat settles in a lull of the wrath. A massive wall of water comes rushing towards the boat and the mortal carrying the god’s anger.
Impact of the collision sends the specter spectator through the æther of the god’s being. He washes upon a plain of watering receding back to the god. Debris and bodies float back in the water like rake pulling leaves. He sees people left alive scared, mourning, yet life loving and blessed. Upon their worn faces is determination to shoulder the burden. The man feels a sharp pain in his side and flinches.
He opens his eyes to a flame red light against a pitch black backdrop. This incredible depth of his lord is a host to all manner of monsters and beings of change. He watches the flaming rift changes and the demon-like creatures with pure awe.
Fear and wonderment fill the mortal’s being when he feels the water and pressure rush by him. Rocking back onto his heels, the young man stares blanking of the cliff as the sun sets over his god. He gained a greater sense of his god that day. Now, the young man had to decide whether to share this or seal this gift of knowledge within him. As he begins to walk, he thinks…

As the ocean is
I shall become.