No Me Without All Else
By Don Iannone
Photo Credit: Snibbe
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Sometimes I like to think
that I exist
independent of other things.
Sometimes I want to believe
there is a permanent me
that always is.
Sometimes I am amazed
at how the world constantly changes
and makes me abandon
my fixed view of who I am.
Sometimes I get so caught up
in my own world of thought
that I forget
there is nothing to remember, and
that I am nothing
in the absence of all else.