Emerging from my subconscious...

Floating to the top, out of the depths, like a message from the 8 Ball, is a knowing that my concept of myself is just a make believe mass which I have been orbiting.  It is dark and murky.  It is in front of me at eye level.  It looks like I can reach out and touch it.  I think I will.  I am in a bit of disbelief that I have been orbiting this mass with its gravitational pull for a lifetime paying homage to it and all the time reinforcing my concept of myself.