on Oneself, 10:1

Call me an artist, a poet, a philosopher... whatever you may think of what I am, it’s what I am whom I know from within that truly matters. Or I may not be any of the above for you, but it’s who I truly feel I am that’s important. I am myself. I am a man of words, but not of talk. I am a man of ideas and visions, a thinker, a listener. I would rather write down my thoughts than speak them to public. I don’t argue with nor debate against someone, nor prove my intelligence to be better than anyone. I am silent, and my silence speaks a lot of myself. I never compare myself with someone, for no person is ever comparable with anyone, for we are unique, each and every one of us. We may have studied the same field of learning, studied in the same institution, but our knowledge is beyond comparison for knowledge is immeasurable.