The Poetic Description Of the Journey
                          Thus Far
(page 35)


    In the beginning I was.
    But I did not know who I was.
    There was only myself in the wilderness.

    Then I recognize others like myself.
    It seemed easier to be I when I was with the others.
    So I and the others became we.

    The we was comfortable but confusing.
    The we needed an I, to be happy.
    Slowly we all found our place in the greater I.

    After a while the I that was me
    became immersed in the I that was we.
    It was a small price to pay for being comfortable and safe.

    The I that was we tamed the wilderness.
    It judged and controlled the we.
    The we believed in the I that was we.

    But the I that was me deep in the we was unsure.
    The immersed I that was me became restless.

    Who am I in the we?
    Am I separate from the we?
    Am I greater than that we?

    Will I be alone if I am separate from the we?

    How do I decide?
    How can I be certain that I am right?
    How can I know I am?

    Thus, the next step of the journey begins.

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