The Question

has always been, choice.

or rather, Freedom, to choose, to change, which life, which composition, which person, which facade, which course that we're a part of.

The Question, is what it is, and we are who we are, having been brought forth and revealed thus. What is the answer, it's impossible tell 'till the end.

But I aim to prove something, to change. It is, in some ways, inevitable. The Question, however, beckons a sign to which the answer will make itself apparent, clearly, merely, only.

Have I changed, yet. Will I answer, or will I question. of which life, which course am I a part of, of who, of what, who what. There's no place for ideas, but only the answer. To choose, to change