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If anything, I realized this last week, that what we have is not really ours.
To be clear, the fluidity of our reality, is specifically based on our sense of our physical selves. We forget sometimes that it is us, in here, the brain, the soul, heart, and not the vessel in which we reside, that makes us, us.  Until, that is, if parts are taken away, in a moment of craziness and confusion, we are not what we were. Yet, we are always ourselves, and that’s where the recollection has to supersede the present. That we are only using our arms and legs, tails, ears, noses, and that they may one day disappear, and we will have to adapt, to make due, and more, to embrace the space that once was us.