I am me. I am no other, and no other is I. Zaid is an Enigma, a constant, never-ending search. A Spirit that wanders and a soul that fades. Only to return ever stronger. His mind searches for patterns within the chaos, music within the cacophony, order in turmoil, and enlightenment within the darkness. His heart searches for his love within his hate, and his hate within his love, and all that lies in-between. It searches for pleasure within pain, and fills his belly with hunger, and consoles him with a companion called longing. His soul searches for moments of truth, in an endless sea of lies, for that spark of divinity that lies within all that is small. It searches for purpose amongst endless galaxies of probability, and it shuns the universe, thinking it limited compared to the infinite recesses within. I'm also the typo king. And I like cheese.