I am not an am. For once you claim I am it will shock you to see the counter. A being is expansive, ever changing, free to form, free to choose, unknown. I am, I am not, it’s probably because I never was, nothing but layers of essences attempting to balance on a scale. An ever-changing path that strives for a certain way. A fragment of time in your path that lead you to assign me an incomplete is. An am is stagnant and truth never is.
Volcan Toliman: Picture from Lake Atitlan in Jaibalito taken by me on May 17, 2023, during the time of day of the wind of Xocomil (of the Kaqchickel language meaning "the wind that carried away sin")