I sit here unknowing...lost in translation of what has gone before me, in pieces of the jigsaw of life. My puzzle is evolving I guess, but it feels still like there are more pieces separated than there are together, and what is together is incomprehendable in any case. I hear a voice say...what do you want? But I hear what I perceive to be myself ask "who is it that would answer such as this question. Is it really me or is it the mind of the human entity I inhabit, seeking solitude in a perceived reflection of the evolved personality that binds us all together for the experiences we participate in? Does soul actually have desire? Do I as the observer care for what I experience? Desire certainly evolves in line with the personality. I seem impartial to all, once I have separated myself.