This world is not my home...nor dwelling, sanctuary, residence or a specified, detailed place of existence.
I'm just passing through temporarily because it's just a tour that I've been on while on a journey to my original origin.
Where is this destination? At this time that information is classified.
I roam this land without a soul that truly knows me.
I speak a language that can not be repeatedly spoken in verbatim.
I possess a sight to which no spectrum can allow others to see what's really there.
Am I that alone to where even around people who are in likeness to me still can't figure me out?
Yes I may be different but only because your too simplified.
Intricacy of such a man should be celebrated and held in the highest honor, respect, loyalty and envy!
So then why have you all casted me out?