| This is a question that I am still trying to answer for myself. I am the little boy, the awkward adolesent, the teenager, the young adult, the middle-aged man. I am "he of the weak heart", the Wizard, the Demon, and I am No One the great O.N. I am the Son, the brother, the cousin, the uncle, the nephew, and also the "Daddy". I am the fool, the prophet, and the liar. I am the bringer of life, the lover, and the killer. I am William, Bill, Billy, Will, Bubby, and more. I am the self crucified martyre and messiah of nothing. I am the dark man over her shoulder, the little boy crying on the stairs, the demon crawling on the ceiling, the green puppy-dog, and the sleeping dragon. I am the artist, the poet, the writer, and the sculpture. I am the minister, as well as the witch. I am the powerless God of my own reality. I am what all of you percieve and nothing that you percieve me to be. I am a complex chamellion who is in search of itself. Perhaps I lost who I am along the way, or was it the journey which formed me? Whatever the case may be, this is the place where I shall record my life history, and leave it to others to decide for themselves who I am. |
