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I too was traped in the same repeating prosecion.The person I thought I was is an imaginary being...I have a name,personal history,memories,thoughts,feelings,dreams,but when I examine them they seem false....what I was always searching was here from the beggining..There is nothing more I would want to succeed and no reason to keep trying to succeed.Im like a drop,falling into the never ending ocean.Or like a cloud,appearing or dissappearing in the sky and vanishes in the horizon......

-B-