I am not me.
I am known as my thoughts;
my mind creating, manifesting
itself into communicatory wavelengths
frequently disrupting the patterns of being.
For because I think, I am not.
Only because there is, I am.
The trees, art, light, air are not because I am
I am the trees, art, light, air
and they are me.
Do not dare join me with what poisons my being.
I refuse to fall under my thought’s control.
I choose to be aware, be here
And be among the truth of
Myself.