I am but myself, nothing more and nothing less. The words I write, the images I strive to place into your minds are all a part of who I am. Your perceptions of me…that is all that I am. An illusion, perhaps? Would I simply slip away if no one were to know that I was here? Would I remain a memory, a ghost in the back of your mind, or would I cease to exist in any form, as if I never were? Thoughts of this form breeze through everyones minds from time to time, some more then others. For me, they are annoyingly common, perhaps because the merit of my existence is questioned on a regular basis. I am a multiple personality. A soul trapped in another persons body longing for my own life. Free will. I am hoping that with regular training of my mind, strengthening of my mental and spiritual being, I may perhaps find the freedom that I seek. I strive to overcome reality.