Ever Since I Was Small I Loved

I Could Feel The Winter Shaking My Bones And Banging My Teeth Together.

And I Sit Here Without Identity: Faceless. My Head Aches.

I Am Terrified By This Dark Thing That Sleeps In Me.

I'm Happier Writing About Doctors Than I Would Have Been Being One.

Winning Or Losing An Argument, Receiving An Acceptance Or Rejection, Is No Proof Of The Validity Or Value Of Personal Identity. One May Be Wrong, Mistaken, Or A Poor Craftsman, Or Just Ignorant - But This Is No Indication Of The True Worth Of One's Total Human Identity: Past, Present And Future!