IV. My best friend and I have same personality type. Psychologists say we have the same type as Jesus. My friend is the saint, the one swamped with a line while the Father and the Holy Spirit sit alone. V. Rokeach pitted the Christs against one another to test the limits of identity. The Three Christs of Ypsilanti concluded one must have been a mental patient, the other dead and operated by machines. My whole life I was the saint. The one who would cry when the kids teased, I know you are, but what am I? I am no longer the one the people want. I am alive, there are no machines here.