I have a self portrait, made as it were from images and viewpoints.
It is an emblematic complexity full of shards of shades of truth.
A darkling of light.

To some, I am a hardworking machine, a creature without a soul.

To others, I am a visioneer with an inner eye.

And yet some see me as a spiritual essence, a member of a mystic Order.

Yet others relate to me as a piece of cerebral equipment, a dry fig without need of sap.

I am a dark enigma
a grey matter full of shadows.

And yet I am corporeal.

My name is Leke Alder. I am no cyborg

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