I'm here writing to talk, to connect with what I'm, and what I'm not. I'm not a being, same every time I perceive myself in mirror. I'm full of contradictions, unorganized, indisciplined creature, and fail to will often for perfection. Every time I try to be perfect, then each time my understanding of the perfection differs from what I had colours earlier in my consciousness. I question my ego if it is the same what I knew a second ago? Isn't it imperfect, imperceptible, and incomprehensible destination? Can I promise someone and would be able to fulfil that promise, with the intensity I visualized at the moment of promise? Probably not! Look I'm not what you were thinking about me at the moment I promised you! Neither you're now what you were at the time of promise! But I and you presume a 'we,' the same 'we', who were earlier in a holy relationship of promiser and promisee, and proceeded like 'we', then divorce appears late...
There is something in everything and everything in something.