What am I, does my perception of what I am deceive me, am I truly the being that stands before me when I stare into my own reflection, is this all that I am, all that I can be? Is this my true nature? A being that questions its own existence, a being that can act out of its own free will, a being that is regarded as the most conscious amongst many other souls that inhabit this immense sphere which holds the prerequisite for my own continuance.
A resemblance of my creator is what they call me. Yet his presence does not reside within me, such a complete being they call him, yet his greatest creation remains incomplete, it questions itself. So a god I am not, only a mere representation of the gods that have created me. My existence cannot be compared to the gods, my name holds no weight in their world nor does it hold any in my own.
So what am I? The teachings of men tell me what they have come to learn of me, yet I fail to accept them. A vessel that has been created to worship, a vessel that has been created to follow the practice of those before us, all on the promise of everlasting joy and riches beyond the gates of our creator.
Is that all I am? another product of an ongoing religion that holds no guarantee to my destiny. Is that all there is to offer? Inadmissible, for I refuse to look upon the surface and accept that there is nothing beyond that. My conscious refuses to live its existence with the promise of a safety net that is not even mounted into the walls of which it is meant to be in. For my mind needs to risk the dangers it may face if it is required to think on its own. I possess thoughts, desires, emotions that are uniquely my own. I can think, reason, and choose for myself. I am capable of creating my own path, shaping my own destiny. I am not bound by the limitations imposed upon me by others. Consciousness you call it. You know not of what a conscious is, for you have adopted a herd mentality. That is not consciousness, for you are not aware of your own existence only the mere fact that you live for a higher being.
Do you know who you are, what you are, or do you only comprehend the mere fact that you are just a mere vessel for what you worship? A conscious being I am, not a vessel, a pure mind limited by nothing but its own vast network. Detached from the teachings of men and intertwined into its own existence and reality. A captive of none, for my mind cannot be bound by any being or entity. It holds no promise towards anyone or anything. A reality it creates that can only be comprehended by the individual. So am I the reflection I see in the mirror? I am not, I am far greater than that, I am the mind within me, for the perception it creates is my reality, not the perception that I adopt from the teachings of men.
So I will continue to question, to explore, and to seek the answers that lie within myself. I will not be limited by the perceptions others have of me. I will forge my own path, embrace my own identity, and discover who I truly am.
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