You are what you eat. You are what you drink, smoke, snort and then stare at for hours. You are what you break and then buy what you fuck and fuck up. You are everything that you consume. You are the viewing figures on your latest fleeting fascination. The comments they made, the likes you received and gave and the albums you acquired in the end to be lost in your endless libraries. You are more collected chronicles than you can ever hope to understand. You are the protagonist you loved last night, even down to what you put in your bagel. You are what you eat. I am the light boss. Shit, that was yourself a good one. You are dead. I didn't do anything.