Hello, my name is —

You can see the people like you. Imposters. Of course everyone can, on some level: Weirdo. Misfit. Loser. Loner. But you can see the ticking core of them, the kinship, the reason they don't quite fit, no matter how they try. The way they're all the same, and just like you.

What is the wordless idea-beam that throbs from the dark cracks in the bottom of everything into your head?