Artober - Day 30

It's like sleeping, see. But this time you're awake, eyes wide open. 

Not in my case, no. I do not know whether I am asleep or awake, nor am I alive or dead. However, what I do know is that I can speak and I can think, thank goodness for that. 

This is rather a very complicated situation. I cannot move, see, hear, taste, smell or feel. Although I can speak in my own mind, I cannot operate anything. Really, I'm not sure I even have a body. All I can see is black - if I have eyes. It's like forever paralyzed, cocooned in dizziness and confusion. It's been like this since what seems like eons ago, or is it just seconds? There's no time here. Well I actually don't know if time exists or not. 

Everything does not exist. Only me and my non-existance.

I do not have a past nor a future. I never took a humanoid figure, nor flora or fauna. Am I unborn? Do I have a life? Maybe I exist, yet not of this universe. Either it is not time for me to live, or I am forsaken here a long time ago, or... Or maybe I did exist, but my memory never did. 

Some time ago a theory dawned on me when a word popped out in my head. Okay not my head, my conscience, maybe. I decided on the truth that I am merely 'nothing'. Nothing is a very interesting noun, you see. It exists and yet at the same time it never does. Perhaps that is what I am, nothing. I exist and I do not. I know, I know. When I thought about it the word seems to confuse myself, but what if it is the truth? That I am this 'nothing'?

Who am I?

Rachel
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