Who’s telling who?

Who is it speaking?

And who is it listening?

Who is it hearing?

and who is communicating?

What happens when

‘I tell myself’

Who is the I, and who is the myself and who is the one that sees this happen?

Who is the I that thinks, who is the I and who is the my (self)?

Am I the ‘me’ who tells?

Am I the ‘me’ who listens?

Who am I telling?

Is my head, telling my heart, or vice versa?

Who am I, beyond the telling and listening?

Something beyond…

Something beyond…

And if that is me, what can it hear anyway?

Does the soul have ears?

So if I tell my-self that I am enough, or that I am amazing

or beat myself up – who is doing the beating?

Who is telling who?

or I set myself goals?

Who am I then?

Because if neither is me, what might this mean?

Who are the voices?

and…why do I listen to them?

So much sound, inside my head, is that where it is?

Sounds, unreal, telling me the story, making sense, but sense to who?

I speak, to myself, therefore I am?

I hear, myself, therefore I am?

or, I am which watches, which is mystically beyond the voice?

Who is it speaking, when I tell myself?

Do I know?

Do I know the listener, the speaker or the silent one that watches?