He or she, tails me all my life, sometimes even, dies and gets reborn as some other person for me. It transforms from one race to another, from male to female, from kid to adult, religion, color, language, even country. But his basic disposition stays the same. He telekinetic and telepathic, like X, So I have no way of losing him, in all these many years, I’ve accepted the reality that he or she is now part of my life, even my psyche. What characterizes him, gives him locale, is the people he brings in for me. The crowds, and other gentry, even the news, and movies, has his influence. He is indeed omnipotent and omnipresent. Like a terrorist, that I just can’t escape. Even the law enforcers can’t do anything about him. His influence is like that of a nest of hive. I’ve changed my name, my address, all these years, but he remains. Only his people have changed. That’s how I know him. He feels like a terrorist or a hardcore criminal, wanting only to kill. I’m really scared of him and his people. His reach is from my local city to the rest of the world. He favors the west, brings in people who have a NATO wahem.