Truths

     And if I could wonder, where I really have been in the past 197 moons. Who am I, that others never see, the me that not even I know? It seems strange, that one who is real knows not even the fact that they speak in everlasting riddles, never to be true even to themselves. The only thing that I look for is truth, mayhaps it be the truth that none else seek. The truth in the stories that the conscious mind constantly makes, those that come from nowhere but from your truth. Your truth, the one that comes from you, that is there without any proving to be done---
                                                                   ----- A.C