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One evening, Ethan had a thought. It was, in fact, what the Japanese call a satori, though he didn't know it at the time.  That thought became the cornerstone of the direction his life would go. To him, however, it was just an idle thought. One of many. Ethan thought about everything. E Pluribus Unum. The ideas that ran through his mind were, "Why is this? "  "What is this? " " Is this important to me? "  " Should it be necessary to me? " Those were the words that were always in his mind.  Ethan liked to think about everything, though sometimes he wished he could shut it off. Ordinarily, he couldn't, but there is a saying that you should be careful of what you want to for as it just might come true, and it did. Though not in the way one might expect. His thought was based on the idea that we have three faces. One that we show in society, one that we share with our friends and family, and one that we sometimes hide even from ourselves. It ...

 Who am I? For that matter, who are you? I'm beginning to think that I, and you, are just human beings trying to understand just that. Who the fuck am I? Who the fuck are you? You might think this is a simple question, but as Alice learns, it is not so simple. I have lived in this body for 63 and 1/2 years. Sometimes I think that is a long time. Sometimes I feel that it is not long enough. I  am both right and wrong. It is but a drop in the ocean, or sea, or waterway if you will, but that is life, and that is all that I know. About that, anyway. I know other stuff too. Probably stuff that I should not know. Stuff that makes life more confusing. I have heard that ignorance is bliss, and I wonder if that is correct. Granted, some things I observe are confusing and force me to constantly reevaluate my world, but I cannot accept that all is as I envision it. I know that there is more out there. But to be honest, sometimes it might be more pleasant not to notice that. Sometimes I e...