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Hello again, today is Sunday, December 9, 2012. When people ask me who I am, I usually have no answer. But even with no response, I know that I'm a person, I know I am. And the wierder thing is that even if I don't know what it is I'm proud of, I'm proud that I am myself and not anyone else. My haven is not tangible, my temple is in my mind. And the temple has yet decided what to call itself or what its purpose is. I know so little about my definitive constants that when asked who I am, I just reply with my name.

As always,

ZenMercury,
Keep calm, and even if you don't have the slightest idea of who you are, just be proud that you are.

ZenMercury

@ZenMercury

I think a lot about many things, but don't like to think about one thing too much; I'm kind of a rambling man.

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