Who are you?

Question

I don't mean your name. A name doesn't describe who you are.

Answer 1

I am the ocean, you are the raindrops. We are the same. You raindrops, because of your similar size and location, see yourselves as separate, as units, as individuals. This perception of your selves has been your only reality since you were born in the clouds. You have no other perspective of your selves. As you fall through your short lives here, you see the ocean far below. On a certain level you understand that it and you are one and the same. You envy its magnificence. The thought comes,” I am water too, am I not also part of this magnificence?” Then you realize that you are but an insignificant raindrop. You can only look at that distant ocean in awe. The ocean with its timeless knowledge sees you quite differently. It sees you for what you really are. Its most precious children, bravely returning home to share the experience that ocean as a whole could never have experienced. The ocean has nothing but love for you. Because it understands that it is you, and that you are it. It knows only truth. Until the moment you reunite you can only speculate. The ocean's love for you is unconditional. It holds no foolish thought of punishing you for not falling quite right. It only waits with great patience for your homecoming.

The tiny collisions you had with the other drops on the way down, at the time seemed so significant. Often you feared that if you mingled with them too long you might get to close and in the process even lose your identity. All this because you understood your true identity not! You are ocean, you always were ocean, you always will be ocean. How you currently perceive yourself raindrop, snow flake, puddle, stream, River, or lake matters not. This is all illusion, only perception. You are ocean, you are spirit. You and I are one; we are the All That Is!

Answer 2

I am my mothers daughter.
My exuberance for life is outweighed only by the hard-headiness that my mother gave me.
I hate to be wrong, and never admit to being wrong, it is a flaw of my personality.
I try to love everyone, even when they make me so mad that I want to scream at the top of my lungs.
I seperate myself from the crowd, yet still I embrace the crowd as my friends.
I am political, I thrive on politics, yet, I respect the beliefs of others.
I am a sister, friend, daughter, cousin, guide.
I am everything and nothing all at once.
I am...me.

Answer 3

I am a boy
age 16
dark hair white skin
178 cm tall and 67 kg
smart
have self confident
love my mother and hate my father
music lover
interesting person
sometimes very funny and sometimes very boring to talk to
lots of secrets
great thinker

Answer 4

i happen to be tralvelling down the wheel of fortune... all because someone important in my life can be describes as "the blindest are those who do not open their eyes".
i usually dont feel much, or even if i do, i dont place much importance in it.
i know what i am supposed to feel... happiness? anxiety? so i just act accordingly...... give them what they want to see... i am empathetic, and usually just concentrate on carrying out my responsibilities
i simply adapt to the situatuon, accept what ever i recieve, either from people or from god.
i will endure and hold on, by tooth and nail... but i will never cause chaos to get what i want.... if it is supposed to be mine i will get it someday... i will just do my part, put in all of my effort and hope for the best...
i happen to believe that nothing lasts forever, so eventhough i have hope nad dreams i know thatit will not last, so ..... um.... i dont really allow things to bother me?

Answer 5

Black Solitaires tearing across azure skies, penetrate the Dead man’s stare. Bloodied skies amidst stifling winters nights, spared the second death. Flailing oceans do crashing walls echo, drums that pound the depths of Davies Jones locker, render flesh from flesh. Red mist greets the rising Sun.

The shifting pendulum stays restless. Titling and Tossing, boils and burns. Man child does the horse men bring. Shadows of drowning souls, Screams of cruel fate for company, charge lead on by undying dignity, may solace in final passage come.

Soaked in essence, past worlds, past time, beyond streaking skies, Immortality is not yet you, certainty soon to meet in ancestral homes. Feel the raging wrath on perfections imperfect walls, crystal waters strips away layers from time that owes none favours.

Never a whispered rain, blasted on Heavens Earth. Twisted are the branches Faith, the Blind remain relics for the Sighted. How real, tempered slavery and dignity, icy depths mirror joyful Harlem’s nights, remain a fortress sinking in lands no longer familiar.

Taunting, teasing, alluring, praises only the rattling cage. Tomorrow brings another world, only to fall in grace before its chance to nurture. Blossom do tides sing for suns to wilt. Despair is hurled at faceless darkness, reverberating across meandering steppes swallowing vanities of patience, honesty in the fall of twilight shadows. Nothing is left in its wake.

Smile Sweet one, Time waits in halls of eternity. Nightmares in lore lived afresh with the renewing of each dawn, held in tension of time and space. Clarity gives sight by day, but be warned the Dusk that holds unyielding hatred hurting all in the clarity of searing moonlight. The haziness created without tears that was never born, sorrow hath no place this earth. Anger plays the soft lullaby of Joy past the tender mark never lasts, true Hate. The fallen tides sing of a laughter that never dies, the abject laughter of mocking crows. The heart that never was to begin with.

Let me live one instance, even if so short the flickering a candle’s flame. Then kill me swiftly, so that I do not bear witness and remain lost in Time’s ancestral halls. Who am I to be?

Answer 6

I am you
I am not me
I am the tree
I am not me
I am your tear
I am not me
I am water
I am not me
I am us
I am not me


with this I want to say that you are not you, I mean you or i can be an animal or whatever. I or you are just borned or made into this what we are right now. At the end we are ''everything''

Answer 7

A very strong willed, decent, well educated human being who is unable to find a good job in spite of all the efforts I make.

Answer 8

' I search for God and found only myself, i search myself and found only God'.

' In human being there's a secret, and the secret is ME'

Our names defines our individuality but to find out who you really are one of the purpose in life.

Answer 9

The depressed clown. I love to make people happy, but I mask my own troubles and pains with a smile, and a laugh. Ha Ha!

Answer 10

A speck in the sands of life.