Originally Posted by
ladiesman217
At first glance, it would seem a rather rudimentary question, wouldn't it? "Oh I'm a white male, 6 foot tall, 80kg in weight, my name's Billy, I'm a taxi driver, married, father of two sons, Jewish, and I live in Clondalkin".
Except... that really doesn't tell me or anyone anything about who you actually are, does it? It tells me about your life, sure. It gives me a physical description of you, yes. But nothing about who you actually are?
There's a lot of obsession these days over things which are extremely trivial in truth, but we as a society over-complicate to the point of sheer insanity. Black or white, male or female, European or Asian, gay or straight= etc etc etc.
None of them, not a single one, tell me WHO you are? What is this obsession we cling to with the physical differences between us? We treat each other differently because our physical appearances are different in several ways?
You want to know who you are? Imagine, that you are dead. Imagine all the people mourning over your lifeless corpse. Why? Why do they grieve? Your body is there isn't it? It's not going to start decaying for quite some time!
Yet still... they grieve. Because it's not our bodies that people grieve. And that's the answer right there. Your body lies there forever still, but WHO you are is dead and gone. That is why they grieve.
Your humour, your wit, your kindness, your compassion, your leadership, whatever it is that causes these people to have grown fond of you over time, good or bad. THAT is what is gone, THAT is what they grieve, because THAT is who you are.
We've all lost loved ones. We've all been at the sides as their cold lifeless body laid before us. We've all cried, we've all grieved. Their bodies are but husks now, empty vessels that no longer bear our expired souls. But you grieved didn't you?
Yes, our bodies influence our lives greatly from a sociological aspect. Particularly in this time of great deceit where we endeavour to segregate ourselves from each other.
We are great crafters and tinkers, but no matter how great our technology and advancements will become, a soul cannot be replaced.
Your body is nothing but code. A genetic code that is possible to come forth again. But YOU cannot be. Whether this is it, or whether something awaits us after life, no one can truly say. But you will be gone, never to return. For even if we are reincarnated, we are someone else entirely.
Who are you?
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