The Ego
I am nobody…you are nobody we are egos, we are books, we are poetry we are the models of our models.
We are like a molecule of different atoms put together always reacting with other substances and changing structure…
We are like a sequence of DNA always cutting our genetic partitions and restoring our sequences with new ones…
We are the feeling of satisfaction when we reach out and help a poor, we are the pride of someone that have achieved something, and for achieving that satisfaction once again or to gain that pride for ourselves we take those parts of our models and restore them into our egos
I build up my ego piece by piece…I smash my ego into millions of pieces; I build it up again…
Is this the right one? Maybe I am too narrow minded… maybe I should wait with this part…
I am a sequence of a night loving man who likes to walk in the quiet streets looking at the full moon; I am a sequence of searching for knowledge about the world, the mankind, and the things that are happening behind the curtains
I am a sequence of a cowboy with his boots and hat sleeping next to the fire in the cold while playing on my harmonica and listening to the howling of the wolves
I am a sequence of a selfishness that fantasize about betraying my best friend by hitting on his girlfriend…
But don’t judge me for who I am because I am nobody, I am just an ego, and I am changeable
Amir 05/01/2009
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