A mind is a funny place: It doesn't exist. But it got us to believe, that it does.
It's quite obvious to me, that I move through space and time. But where does my mind wonder, is past the objective dimension.
How can I be me? And who's wish is that? My senses? Believes? Or some deep-rooted idea of a man?
Questions like this are infinite, you'll never find an answer. But I approach it, inch by inch, like a worm.
The more I learn, the more I know, the more my ignorance is exposed. I don't know who I am, but I act as if I do, it's a great theatre of the mind.
Let me tell you my friend, learn and question yourself. But among people, out in the world, be fucking sure of yourself.
Have a good week ahead.