"Lets consider this: what if i chop off your finger? Would you be able to say that that piece of meat is actually you? What if instead of the finger i beheaded you or pluck off your heart? Can you point out where exactlty dwells that strange entity who states "i am"? Thats the premise of the Ship of Theseus Experiment." A clairvoyant told me once I'd last longer than most of the people Days went by... (hard times). I used to be just a solitary loser My life sucked in many ways Unpleasant feelings of suicide. One rainny night, disturbing silent thoughts I came across an old friend "Im gonna set you up", he said, "to change your life". Everything happened so fast Ive made a deal with that practitioner from the depths of hell Underground Medicine - clandestine. I've got nothing left to lose Then underwent a surgery Replacing nerves and organs, pieces and parts Quiet chaos and suddenly I tear the delicate tissue of reality