Sometimes I wonder who (what; i always wonder, but-) who I am, and where (space, the oblivion of a realized metaphor, forever and never; the same) I am going (where am I now?) when introspection yields no answers, only (more questions; how are you today, thank you for shopping at ___, how can I help you?) jumbled, cointerproductive (counterintuitive- to continue to nowhere, to delay here in..?)confusion..I know only that I feel (something or nothing, beacause that logic is flawless until applied when it seems...); love, passion, hope, so i must be...(weakly human, transcendantly wise, foolishly niave...) somewhere, someone...and this world to which i am ( a paracite; one of millions of microscopic soul suckers..Atlas, definig it with the strength of my soul alone, or more likely..) a passenger....must therefore also Be. Let the future be my concern tomorrow (yesterday...any day but Today). For now (forver and never; the same) the fact that I Am must be enough.