Who am I,
If not another one.
Different from yesterday,
Transforming,
Constantly inconstant,
A mutant.
Learning with the paths of life,
Ever changing with its experiences,
Mutating into a higher frequency,
Becoming a wiser and lighter being.
For what is this mutation
If not if not the inner conversion
That occurs instantly,
Altering the being at every single moment.
Constantly advancing
In its process to unity,
Roaming to perfection,
For there is no destiny other than this...
