Am I the bones protruding forth and scaffolding muscle?
Am I what becomes lonely when not around others?
Am I the words that arise when speaking?
Am I the sensations that tell me of the worlds outside and inside?
Am I the impulses and patterns of thought?
Am I the movement?
Am I the mover?
Am I the moved?
Who am I?
Am I the general orientation?
Am I the flavor?
Am I what makes Travis different than another?
I am told that I am none of those things,
That I am the watcher, the witness, the thing that sees
I believe that, I have experienced it to be true
And,
Who is Travis?
What is to be of Travis if I am not any of what makes a Travis?
What happens to Travis if he's not real and I see myself as not-Travis?
(*Ironically, Not-Travis means that Travis still exists*)
Am I allowed to not be Travis?
Is that okay?
If I am not Travis, then who am I?
I know the answer, but,
I like playing hide-and-seek...