I am not I so much as I am that inverse absence and logical complement of all that I am not, of all those probabilistic paths and arcs through space and time that I never took or that exist in the hyper-inflating complexity of all those other (and unknown – as entropy) many-worlds. All that I am not reflexively infers all that I am and at the heart of this is not substance or presence but rather an endemic absence and empty set around which the rest of this mad parade of belief and autonomously self-propagating information system or shared sentience self-gravitates.
Daedelus Kite 