I am nothing; nowhere; nameless. I am for you, I am for me. I am the sky... stars... birds... planes. I am me.

I am unchangeable, unedited, unformed. I am forever and never. I am yours. I am mine. I am purple, silver, red, black, and blue. I am life. I am nerves and tissues and bones and skin and cells - I am human. I am listening; I am heard. I am writing and written; I am here and nowhere. I am for sale, and bought, I am priceless and cheap.

I am young, old, and middle aged. I am broken but fixed, soft but hard, flat but rippled, black but white. I am transcending, rising, fallen, buried. I am Spiritual and Athiest.

I am not lifeless or without passion. I am not read, but reading. I am not ageless or perfect or classic. I am not you, but me. I am not finished but in progress, not learned but learning, and not sage... but I know.

I am not a number. I am not a name. I am not a ticket or a price or a catalog. I am not you.

I am me.

-sulkingblackstar-

© by RRV, 1999