I am an enigma unto myself

I am an enigma unto myself.
Who lives behind these dull orbs of bright blue?
Someone or something I don't even know.
Who is this "I" I keep referring to?

I am an enigma unto myself.
I do things and say things I don't understand.
Strange thoughts race around inside my head.
Is it ever possible to know me?

I am an enigma unto myself.
I look in the mirror, and wonder who
Could be staring back at me. A stranger
Who's vaguely familiar. Is it really me?

I am something no one can comprehend.
In that respect I'm no different from you.

I bestow these words on the unworthy

I bestow these words on the unworthy.
Everything I have I will give. Nothing
Will be held back. A deluge pours from my
Pen. It becomes a flood from which no one
Can survive. Everyone will drown in these
Words. And I will be the only one left--
A lone mountaintop amidst an ocean.

Welcome to my unconscious, you shadows.
How does it feel to be vague images
Conjured up only in my dreams? I dream
You into existence. I open my
Eyes and you are gone. You are no longer
Real. Reality exists only in
Me. I am complete. I am the universe.