This page...it is like a fingerprint on sheet of glass. Such a vast plane of existance, although not physical and is merely an electronic representation...however, this is how I exist to you. One fingerprint among so many others whom have left theirs on this glass, and such a place in which information about me, an individual, can be made known to you.

A tiny fingerprint amonst thousands of others in which I can attempt to share with you knowledge as to who I am, how the world exists for me, yet ultimately, it is futile, for no matter how clear that fingerprint is, it will only impart to you a fragment of who I am. Of who anyone is. And yet, the writings which I shall no doubtedly be registering below will perhaps provide more of an insight as to whom I might be than what i think i know about myself, and in turn, depending upon your reaction to said writing, an insight as to whom you, as a reader, as a person, as an individual, might be.

In the end we are all searching for who we are, in the hope that finding that answer might be the key to those other great questions on life and existance.

Ayubowan,
Ajali.

"Cut me and i shall bleed, just the same as you."
Extract from a poem of mine.