Who am I? What am I? What is this place?

 Early this morning, I had an intense series of dreams.  Following this, the above cavalcade of questions returns.  We are introduced into this place, having our bodies mutilated and injected before we are of aware of our existence. We realize that the physical body has needs triggering pleasure and pain.  Our bodies are weaponized against us, flooding us involuntarily with hormones, triggering fear and shame.  We are told that certain parts of the body must be covered, while others can be exposed.  We learn our given name and sculpt an identity and personality to attempt to navigate and survive this place.  We are indoctrinated for decades to lies and stories in "school". 

When I was young, I had intense dreams and nightmares, scaring my parents.  When I used to do artwork, I felt like I was being used by something to produce.  I gave up artwork years ago and no longer play musical instruments which I had done most of my life. 

Who am I?  What am I?  What is this place?

The same questions arise again and again.  I swept them under the carpet for decades consumed by experiencing this place.  I was distracted by art, music, travel, sports, education, restaurants, sex, and material pursuits. This place worked just the way it was supposed to.  Encouraging me to be a part of this world...to "succeed" and survive.  It harvested me for decades.  It always wants your attention and participation. 

I no longer do that.  I want to participate in as little as possible here. I just want it to leave me alone. I don't trust this place.  Everything here is a lie and a deception. Nothing here is as we are told.  I would rather die eternally than feed this place.

Who am I?  What am I?  What is this place?

Who Are You

Song by The Who ‧ 1978

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Lyrics

Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?

I woke up in a Soho doorway
A policeman knew my name
He said, "You can go sleep at home tonight
If you can get up and walk away"
I staggered back to the underground
And the breeze blew back my hair
I remember throwin' punches around
And preachin' from my chair

Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
I really wanna know (who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
'Cause I really wanna know (who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

I took the tube back out of town
Back to the Rollin' Pin
I felt a little like a dying clown
With a streak of Rin Tin Tin
I stretched back and I hiccupped
And looked back on my busy day
Eleven hours in the tin pan
God, there's got to be another way

Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Oh, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Come on and tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Oh, who the fuck are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

Who are you?
(Ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh)
(Ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh)
(Ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh)
(Ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh)
(Ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh)
(Ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh)

Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?

I really wanna know (who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
I really wanna know (who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Come on, tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
'Cause I really wanna know (who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

I know there's a place you walked
Where love falls from the trees
My heart is like a broken cup
I only feel right on my knees
I spit out like a sewer hole
Yet still receive your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone now
After such a love as this?

Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Oh, tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Oh, I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Tell, tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Come on, come on, who? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Ah, who the fuck are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Oh, tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Ooh)
I really wanna know
Oh, I really wanna know
Come on, tell me, who are you, you, you, ah, you? (Yeah)

And FIFTY YEARS LATER