but it is not my voice you hear.
You see me,
but it is not me that you see.
I have stopped 'being'
for a long time now.
There are so many voices
there is so much light.
The 'enlightenment' blurs my eyes,
confuses me, abandons me mid-way.
My thoughts are not mine.
Everything I am is...
someone else's.
I don't have shadows to call my own.
It is no longer me,
it is no longer my shadow.
Annifred Solomon
