What Is It?

So, what is this "I Am", that we can all claim to be?
What is it feels, hears, taste, smells and sees?
What is it that is the witness of change, watching the body and it's surroundings grow old, but yet it's very essence appears to remain the same?
What is it that request a god, a beginning and end?
What is it that ask these very questions, investigates there probabilities and is the master of pretend?
What is it that chases it's own tail, back and into the future, yet it is stationed in one eternal moment and is both, the observer and the observed?
What is it that knows all languages and is the thinker of all words?
How can one tell?
What is it?
What is it?
Oh, what the hell.