Thursday, May 1, 2014

Remembering who I am, who I was. Who and what is myself? Separate, a unique individual unrelated to anyone else. Is it possible to be one, unlike any other and disconnected from all forms of matter apart from my body?

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My picture on the fireplace mantel. I was age 6. Grandma said I had a beautiful smile.

 She kept that picture on top of the fireplace in the new house Grandpa and Grandma bought in April 1971.  It was in Belton, Missouri on Sta...