Enigma.

I am the person who never sleeps. I am the person who never dreams. Every night is filled with horror, and every day is filled with repitition. I am someone who has lived before--and died--more than once. I remember the place before this place, and the place after. I am the person who might be crazy or the one who has the answers. I am the person who knows so much they know nothing. I am the one who questions my sanity, my identity, and my spirituality, all while having never-ending faith that what I know is true. I am an enigma. Or am I a lunatic?