am i me

I do not need to persist in my own ways any longer

If I am to do this thing that is outside of me

And lives according to its own principles—

Such is the way to become anything other than what you already are

And to become is the only way to be, in a time-sensitive world

So that trying to bring forward in time, any part of you from the past, would be a fool’s errand

But we must not forget, that you too, are a part of what there is

So to say, that this is itself and you are yourself, ceases to be true upon you entering into it

And some people enter in so big that they end up accounting for more than half of what was already there

So the real question turns out to be, how big do you really think you are?

Are you big enough to enter in and bend to your young will what was already there and old before you?

Or are you small so that your only hope is to learn as fast as you can what it’s about and assimilate as best you can, even if that means losing whatever you were before.

In some cases, it is perceiving yourself as such which makes you big or small.

So if you walk in with your chest puffed out, you might just make it that way.

Or if you walk in with your shoulders slumped, then it’s already done, and there you are small.

In most cases, it seems a newcomer is proud enough for his first few entries to walk in with his chest puffed out.

Until he is beaten down, and his shoulders slump.

There is no right or wrong way, viewing it all at once, from the outside, from no particular set of eyes.

It is all there, in one form or another, changing sometimes, but it is all still there.

Regardless of the point of view of one seeing from his own perspective, wanting to be the one with his chest puffed out.

But forgetting this mist necessarily mean that there are others with there shoulders slumped.

And if you can start to see that point of view from the outside, then maybe you start to realize that it doesn’t matter much either way.