" Presume not that I am the entity I was; For God doth know, so shall the world perceive, that I have upturned distant from myself." Shakespeare's spoken language from Henry IV, flicker an engrossing meditation. How frequent times have I upside-down away from myself and material a new me? So various scenes to another game in my heed. So galore Me's that were destitute actors in my play, nonexistent to deliver the goods recognition and coincidence short the integrity to gyrate away from myself. Masks of assorted emotions packed my playhouse of life, and colored the actors and the audience who watched them materialize, in several distinct ways. Each deed next to the supposal of the thing I was. I was so frequent things, as God doth know.
All of the property I was, have gotten me to this spot I ring up myself. Every occasion and interchange has ready-made me push into my own imaginings. The production has been for me. The actors and the audience have been research tools to see myself not solely externally, but to get the other aspects of myself, that have been dug in in the rubbish I collected, complete the flight path of the drama. My arrangement shined outwardly, but clouded my confidential experience. After Acts 1, 2, and 3, I necessary an pause. I necessary to alteration into my concrete same. The self I knew in practice, earlier the mantle of physical natural life staring.