I Am

I am who I am, so whom am I one may ask? I am a man, man that I am, so who is this man? This man is me, tis' me, this man, the man behind the mask. What is behind the mask? Simple, the man, this man that lays behind the mask is, though in body still a man. A mind, his mind, seems to be something that is just somewhat more. What is more? What does that mean? Well let me explain...

By saying my mind is somewhat more, I, the man behind this mask am opening a arrary of possibilities to those whom not look past the physical aspects of what we are, whether a man, or a lady, that of which you are. You are whom you are and like me you are you. So therefore, to think in the way one is thinking, the man, this man, the way I am thinking is clearing the mind, his mind, my mind of all proper sense. To speak, to talk, to explain, like this, It is quite clever is it not? I thought so, I think so, I still believe so.

So in fact, you can see, you should see, you would see, why one's mind is opening, is opened up, is cleared of, all things that make sense. Therefore, with that said, one might, one can, one will, truly make sense of what he is, what she is, what they are. But I've taken myself off track, and still I haven't explained who I am, I am a man, the man, the one behind this mask, this mask, my mask, a man behind it all. My name, this name, his name, is Jack. Jack is me, a man, this man, who is hidden behind the mask, a mask, this mask, of his.