This is a riddle, solve it. The high and supreme colossus of colossus is what home is to me, us, them. You cannot control my, our, there whereabouts, no matter how strong of grip you have if you question me, then you question them, if you question them, you question us. And if you question us, then you gain only questions to answer all your answers. The cryptic one has an arragment with me, them, us who/what am I?