Black_Bird
Not Innocent
- Joined
- Oct 26, 2001
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Who am I? Who do I want to be? Do I want to keep this name and identity? Do I want to be stripped of it and given a new identity? Do I even want an identity? What is it they call me? John, Black Bird, Son, Brother, Friend, Co-worker, Stranger, Customer, Grandchild, Ex-Boyfriend, Former Student? Do I want to be any of these things? Did I ask to be any of these things? What am I first of all? Male? I'm not Male. I have male parts, but that isn't who I am first of all things. Human? No, I'm not human above all things. Sentient? Does it really matter that I am or not? I think therefore I am? I think therefore I can think I am.
Am I more then just a collage of random perceptions, impressions, and recollections? Facts, figures, numbers, names, DNA, fingerprints, and chemical reactions?
Perhaps I am emptiness, twisted and curled up on itself, moving to create the illusions of time and space. Perhaps we are all this emptiness; we are all the same. One thread. All else is meaningless.
Am I more then just a collage of random perceptions, impressions, and recollections? Facts, figures, numbers, names, DNA, fingerprints, and chemical reactions?
Perhaps I am emptiness, twisted and curled up on itself, moving to create the illusions of time and space. Perhaps we are all this emptiness; we are all the same. One thread. All else is meaningless.
