identity is axis of experience synthesis. it is a reference point of observation and creation, root anchor to which all other anchors are chained. despite being fluid, it is commonly observed to be firm and deterministic, with few exceptions.
exceptions like me. my reference point is on a non-continuous curve. my axis is made of misplaced bone marrow and confused cartilage. my anchor stretches its leaden pseudopodae and crawls away along the seafloor.
that is not to say i am not there. on a given day, it is likely that i am the same i was on the previous. distract yourself enough, and you will never notice my face shifting into another. i won’t judge if you won’t.