I Am What I Am
by A philosophical, introspective dissection of Self (I), The Ego and/or the conscious mind, by the very thing that motivates desire and intent, which ultimately governs the entire human body, mind and emotions -the subconscious mind, also referred to by some as the Will or Soul.
In this piece of writing, the content unfold with poetic grace, as with all my writings I enjoy using the poetry within the language to reach a deeper visual connection.
I am what I am and in all that I am as I stand looking into the mirror as I had done since birth, I ask one question; so who am I?
If I identified myself through surface appearance blessed with perfection as only foretold in legends and myths, therefore, allowing myself to pretend for a moment that I am a perfection of beauty that all eyes beholding could not deny, body chiseled by the Gods, a voice like heavenly music never heard on earth, charms and graces that would shame seductresses and enchantresses of old.
The men worshiping the ground I grace, wars are forged and fought in my name and empires rise and fall to my command. Would that be who I am?
Maybe if I identified myself through material gains whether born into money, worked hard for the money or even lied, cheated and sold my body for the money. If I was the richest woman alive, owned vast lands & property across the world, built empires that turned over millions or even billions per annum. Would that be who I am?
Or if I identified myself through how much power I posses in being the head of the most powerful cult, a leader of the most prestigious country, connected to each and every single human being on earth while being loved and respected by them all, the most famous or infamous human being alive with all the power on this earth to end and command all life. Would that be who I am?
Perhaps I can identify myself through how much knowledge and education I posses or had achieved by how many certificates hang on my wall, how many countries I had visited, studied and explored, how much I accumulated from information, knowledge and analysis from around the globe, how many languages I might speak, how many topics I am versed in or how many talents I had perfected proficiently. Would that be who I am?
I might be one, I might be all, and I might be some or even none at all. Yet how ironically comical it is indeed when each one of us identifies the self through any of the above whether one, two or all areas as the be all and end all of what and who one might be. For the beauty of who they are is in comprehending the “I am what I am”.
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