Who are you; What are you?
This happens to me a lot, and it is the strangest thing. Have you ever stood in front of a mirror and looked at the image staring back at you? We take for granted what we are sometimes, and when we decide to take note of what we are, we look at it based on other people's opinions. Now put that aside, go to a mirror, and look at yourself. Ignore the clothes you wear or the jewellery and make up, just look at yourself and think about what your eyes are in relation to you. What the structure that is called the body is in relation to you. It's scary sometimes when I think about it because the body feels like a shell sometimes, just an outer casing for something more, something unseen by the world, by your own eyes. What are you? Who are you based on what you are? Are who you are and what you are related? Are they dependent on one another? If not why?