Why am I in this Body?
This seems like a strange question. Why do I mean by this? As I look out from my own eyes, I see through my perspective. I see what I see, and I am where I am. Also, where ever I go, I see other people. Naturally, this is the case for everybody. No matter what, I remember questioning my reality, ever since I became aware of it. In our time, we have the means to see and attain information (visual and otherwise) from other parts of the world. We have mass media, especially the Internet to thank for this. In addition, we have historical records of people and society from the days and years parts – well before our births. In other words: Why am I not someone else? As an apology and for clarity, I do not wish to be someone else. I am content with who I am. I also apologizing for the constant reference of self – me, myself, and I. In this entry, I speak and write from my own perspective. Everyone very mu...