If one struggles with identity and individuality, one may take on a persona, a performance, an image of somebody. Having shown the world an identity, one faces their mortality and starts to asks if what they believed was true. Does facing mortality make a difference to how one saw one’s self? How one believed in one’s self? Would an element of self-doubt or belief creep in, when one realizes that facing mortality can change everything one believed?
Storyteller's Eclectic Flying Machine 