Only a shadow truly is without or a shadow has no shadow or truly is without or a shadow truly has no identity.
It was given to me the name of forester, the very same name of my father, the very same name which his parents also gave to him. And as a forester or as a stranger or without identity I truly grew even though I grew with the family of the woman that threw me into the world. And even though I grew in the same house of the mother of my mother, I had no shadow nor identity of son nor of brother nor I had the shadow or the identity of nephew nor of cousin, neither I knew that I was a grandson!
But I grew, but I grew with a very great emptiness and with a very great loneliness, so very great that emptiness and so very great that loneliness that they truly made me cry of so much pain and of anguish. And that very great emptiness and that very great loneliness and that very great pain were really caused by lack, by the very lack of the identity of one!
I truly did not know that the lack of something that one did not know caused so much pain, so much emptiness and also so much loneliness…