The Age Old Question....

Who am I?

One who is seeking often finds himself on roads leading within rather than without.
Or when one is building unless you have good plans often you are at a loss about the next structure to be built.

That is what I have come to.
A decision of who I must be finally.
But as forever, that which will tear a man in two, the dichotomy of good and evil.

After somewhere close to 5 years of spiritual searching (and maybe even before that) things have been stripped down to their bare.
It's not a matter of logic and reasoning. It's not even a matter of faith! Because reason has proven itself endless and answerless and faith is assured but not forced upon.

It's now merely a matter of choice.

Do I make any sense?