I You We He She They that are fingerprints

I've known myself, lets say, for whole of my life. I am one of those few individuals that fit that category. Sigh! Such mundane banality that encircles us... However, yes, I too am a fingerprint: distinct, original, singular. There is not a single other creature, thing or existence that is me. I do what I do, the way I do. None other than me thinks like me, feels like me, functions like me. Nobody can ever be me. I am me, and solely I am myself. I am unique.

We all are fingerprints. We all are capable of putting our unique impressions on this collective existence that we sum up as life; synergy of lives that is this perceived collective existence. There's nothing beyond this perception. This perception is what is existence. This is the way we all are artists; each one distinctive. I am an artist, you are an artist, she is an artist, he is an artist, they all are artists. Question is, do I know that you are an artist? Do you know that you are an artist? Do you know that I am an artist?

Do I know that I am an artist?