Conscious interpretations of historical processes lead to new understandings of present activity. Motives and needs converge into a plan active terrorism of the mind enraptures my soul war within, inside multifrontal attacks on my being. Can I hide the paths I take so I do not return? Can I learn to walk without footsteps so no one follows? If I walk this way, will my loves fade into the past? Will my skeletons stay subdued and silent? So many questions occupy my time Is it any wonder I remain an enigma? Is it any wonder I remain closed? Is it any wonder why I remain?