I am not your average person; I am more. I am beyond language. Beyond any of your definitions, classifications, beliefs and thoughts. I am not systematised. I am not a slave attempting existence, shackled to your notions and held victim to your dehumanising desires. I have free will, damn you. I am not a salary, dollar or possession. I am not replaceable, or representative of dull economic pursuits. I will die, I'm not lifelessly immortal; what a bore that would be. The bore people bare with the ignorance of death's breath, so they treat time without any regard, living for the morrow. I am not that. I am cosmic in the now. I am the flash of a camera, a kiss of lightning, a brief interval of light before the night. It is I who wakes the day, pivots the earth, moves the solar-system, lures the Milky Way, expands the universe; the creator and destroyer of life - for I belong to the moment. I dream. I dare to look inwards, to understand myself. I wander the realms, and feast upon esoteric knowledge dismissed by society. I am something "other" to what they say. I'm alive, here and born with unworldly biological meaning written by the very stars themselves. My purpose is known. Magic awaits. Find me.