I'm here Painting

One day we begin to perceive ourselves as a Personality. We begin to believe in what they say about us. We are told that our name is so-and-so. And we believe it. We are told that we are so-and-so old. And we believe it. After some time, we ourselves discover the phenomenon of fremeni. And our Personality blossoms with new colors. Yesterday we were not as good as we are today. Because today we have learned something new. And naturally, tomorrow we will be better than ever. Thus, we fall into the trap of time. When it seems to us that all the best, all the main events in our life are always ahead. But time goes by. And everything changes. And at some point you realize that the pyramid has turned over, and you, out of habit, continue to look up. And what looked like the top begins to look like a tombstone. And at that moment we lose something. But it is also necessary to know how to lose correctly. Someone loses hope. Someone loses illusions. And someone will be able to lose their Personality. And at that moment you realize that there was no Personality. And the one you were looking for all your life and striving for was always here.