How i will die.

What am i? why do i exist? am i not but a blink, a flicker, a single frame in the infinite movie that is time?

I am not a man right now, but a person. When i think of women, i am a man, and when i think of men, i am still a man, but right now, i think of neither, and so i am only a person A person whose will to exist is persistent. I, 19 years ago, manifested myself in this body. Why? I don't remember. It is through my life that I work to remember. But what i know is that when i knew, it was vary important, so important that one day I'll remember this why, and then i will die.