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Author Topic: Who am I really? Is it really that simple?  (Read 1172 times)

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robert

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Who am I really? Is it really that simple?
« on: January 06, 2013, 08:15:43 PM »
Who am I? That is a simple question, yet it is one without a simple answer. I am many thing and I am one thing. But I am not a thing that is just lying around somewhere, like a pen, or a toaster, or a housewife. That is for sure. I am much more than that. I am a living, breathing thing, a thing that can type with a computer and toast with a toaster and chat with you, who is sitting on a couch eating toast. And still, I am much more.

I am a man.

And I am a former baby and a future skeleton, and I am a distant future pile of dust. I am also a Taurus who likes eating Toast.

I am “brother”, I am a son, and I am father.

I am concepts and thoughts and feelings and outfits. And I am each of these all at once, unless I am in the shower. Then I am not outfits, because that would be uncomfortable. Ohh and it is not good to eat Toast in the shower.

I am he and I am him. I am this and I am that. And I am, from time to time, Anonymous, if I am in a chat room.

To some I am fantasy, and to others I am Steve, mostly because I have told them that this is my name even though it is not even close to my name. I am a mystery wrapped in an enigma wrapped in a pita. Why the pita? That counts as another mystery. No this has nothing to do with Toast.

I am everything and I am nothing. I am just kidding; I am not everything and nothing. That would be ridiculous. I am just everything.

I have been called Hey, You! and Get Out of the Way! and Look Out!

I am my own worst critic. I am going to give you an example. “That’s not me enough” is the kind of thing I am prone to say about myself. See what I mean? I am sure you do.

I am the silent majority.

I am a loud minority.

I am not talking about Mexicans when I say that, because I am not a racist. I am just clearing that up. In fact, I am pretty sure I have at least one friend from each of the races (Hi, Guillermo).

I am friend. I am foe. I am fo’ sho’. What up, y’all?

I am sorry about that. I was just talking to one of my race friends, a black one. I am white and I am black. And I am both of these when I am dressed as a mime. And then I am sh-h-h.

I am Batman, but only on Halloween. And then I am not invited to many parties. But I am fine with that, because that just makes me an even more accurate Batman (because Batman does not go to parties as Batman but only as Bruce Wayne). I am right about this.

I am someone who likes to go to the park. But I am not the guy with the Labrador retriever and the tennis ball and the tattered book under his arm, who is wearing fleece and is kind of tan. No I am not that guy. I am s.i.c.k of that guy and all the women who talk to him.

I am bravery. I am courage. I am valor. I am daring. I am holding a thesaurus.

I am the sun. I am the moon. I am the rain, I am the earth. I am these when I am taking mushrooms with Kevin. I am good friends with Kevin. I am not sure what Kevin’s last name is.

I am sometimes referred to as Excuse Me in an annoyed tone of voice, because apparently I am in the way. I am so sorry. I am supposed to be some sort of mind reader, I guess. I am moving out of the way now as slowly as I possibly can. I am doing this and there’s nothing you can do about it.

Amy

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Re: Who am I really? Is it really that simple?
« Reply #1 on: January 06, 2013, 08:37:00 PM »
Very good!!!

 

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