Who is this ...
that looks through my eyes?
that speaks through my voice?
that breathes through my nose?

Who is this ...
that touches with my hands?
that thinks through my mind?
that cares through my heart?

A faceless, formless spirit --
operating through this body.

What is its purpose?
What is its goal?
What is its reason?

Who is this that is questioning this?
Who is this that is typing this?

And on and on it goes...