Noted and Forgotten

I feel alienated from my physical self. You know that feeling when you look in the mirror and you don't recognise yourself. The inner you feels so much different from your external self. For the first time I feel trapped in my physical self. I can't discern my existence from its negation, thus my concept of existence has no meaning. I wish for no form. However, unenlightened to what nonexistence is, I can't say I am nonexistent either.  The person in my head, I just want to be that voice and thought in my head that I believe to be me. We can escape, avoid and run away from other people but how do we run away from ourselves? I seek not for happiness but contentment. I am not this reflection I see in this mirror. I am the voice in my head. The thoughts in my mind. The dreams conjured up in my sleep. I am what's contained within the boundaries of my mind. I am not this flesh, I am not this organism I see in this mirror, I am beyond that. I am intangible,