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Zen 126
Extasia



I caught myself asking the ageless question the other day...

"Who am I?"

How do you answer something like that? Well I could say I am everything that makes me a human and helps me live, meaning my body, but if an arm was cut off I could still live, or if my heart was faulty I could buy a pacemaker. So, a line is drawn - certain parts of me are really me, and certain parts of me are just meat.

Where is this line drawn? How much of me could I take away before myself is lost? Cut off everything but my head? I think they've proven that it's possible with monkeys or something, so we can narrow the line down to a head and everything but a head. In a head, when you get right down to it, the only thing that matters is the brain, right? Yeah, you knew that's where I was going with this. Let's talk about that.

I am something within my brain, I think. Somewhere in my brain the line is unquestionably drawn. There are some things in there that aren't me, like the stuff that's happened to me within my lifetime... That could have happened to anybody. So I am something apart from my memories even.

Tf you narrow it down this far, when you take away my arms, my torso, my head, and even my memories, what is left? Something that has no relevance to any one set of arms, legs, head, brain, or memory.. more like a set of forces. This force could not necessarily even be in me all the time - I could inhibit somebody else tomorrow and take on their memories, and someone else the next. We could all be living this way and not even know it because we define ourselves by our memories and have no way to distinguish anything beyond it. Think about it for a second, you take who you are for granted. You could be someone else tomorrow and as long as you have their memories it would seem as unassuming as who you are right now. You might have not even been in that body for too long!

When you think about life this way, it's quite intruiging. This could explain moods, and how no two moods are exactly alike. I might be a set of moods, or maybe just a single one... AAnd you could be another. Five minutes fom now I could travel into another person or you could travel into someone else, and from there we would hop from person to person infinitely. I might see you tomorrow, even if we're on opposite sides of the earth right now. Nice to meet you in advance.

Which brings me to my final point - I'm can't exactly remember how I came upon this theory, it just kind of floated into my head one night. If what I've said so far is true, and this bit of zen did come from my true self, and not Demi's memories, then I am now a gateway from which every person I travel into from this moment forward will be able to see the world in a completely new way. cya