"Who I am?" - Who am I not? (Again for the advanced.)
I tell myself “I stay in touch because I want to help those still trapped by this terrible affliction”, knowing that it holds me back from a “total cure”.
I suspect that the answer to my original question, “who am I”, isn’t as clear-cut as I thought. Letting go of a long-held picture of me is harder than I thought.
Now that's exactly what I call "phobia of the good". And its the very toughest form of it.
I give you another enigma:
Isn't it the most preposterous phenomenon the Devil running around in circles, wanting to be God? - It isn't. It's the God running around in circles, wanting to be God.