I have this weird thought about myself. What if one day, I woke up to find out that I am actually not the person whom I am supposed to be but rather I am just someone whom others perceived me to be, one that will fit into the niche of the society. Or in other words, is there a hidden side of me? Another dimension of my being that nobody knows, that me, myself dare not venture into. A dark side, perhaps. Ugly insights of my thoughts and doings that are beyond apprehension. The consequences are irreversible. A series of myriad unknowns. Real or reel? Which is me?
These thoughts spiralled into a spiel of more uncertainties, my real identity and undoubtedly, the purpose of my existence on this part of the Earth. Am I about to embark on a spiritual odyssey of self-discovery?