"Unidentified". That's what the biometrics system of a place I go to daily tells me. Every day I have to make several attempts until I "get identified." I get angry. I don't remember ever being able to enter in a first attempt to put my fingerprints on the reader. Several times, I was annoyed to have to make 4, 5 attempts, until I was recognized. Other times, I had to resort to another person, who was usually immediately identified, authorized to enter and "authorized" me to enter as well.
Until, one of these days, I read "unidentified" again and the expression hit me in another way. I then laughed, I with myself. Okay, biometrics, every day I come here you take time to recognize me, to see that it's me, the same one that was here yesterday. Anyway Today I am already different.
I remember, then, when I got my first identity card. A note was placed on it saying that it was worth a shorter time than usual due to some issue with my fingerprints. There was some kind of vagueness. I think I had to take out two other wallets until I had a definitive one. However, the biometric device warns me, reminds me insistently of what I already know, that this identity is far from definitive. In other words, it never will be.
I am not/am not identified with myself. None of us is/is. This is the deception, to think that we are identical to ourselves. We are all the time facing what is strangest in us. Freud already told us, "The Self is not master in its own house". We are divided. Or as Rimbaud wanted, "I am an other".
If I don't recognize myself so many times, how can I expect the biometric device, pure machine, to recognize me? I remain unidentified. I continue to re-edit my fiction.
