"Who Are You," asked the Caterpillar.

I haven't written anything in a while, not in my journal or in this blog. I'd like to make myself feel guilty for it, but why bother? It's not like it's the most important thing ever.

There's lots more out there in the world than just what's on the computer, ya know?

I sometimes feel like I'm not myself, or who I am. And then I laugh, cause I remember that I very much am not who I am. I am not myself. I think that was something that Lewis Carol conveyed when Alice went down that rabbit hole (be it intentionally or not), ya know? She wasn't quite herself. There's just sometimes these moments where you aren't who you are, you aren't this body or this life you're living. You are not YOU.

So then that would make you think who are you?
You are...
You are...
You ARE!
You thoughts, your "consciousness", that's you, essentially.

You are energy, a light in the dark. You come from where we all come from, a source, that is made of what we are all made of. Light energy.

Now...you are energy...in this theory of mine, yes? So lets take a look at some science...

“Energy cannot be created or destroyed, it can only be changed from one form to another.” -

Albert Einstein

What does that mean for you...if you are...if you are energy, and energy cannot be created or destroyed, then what happens to you after the body you are inside of dies?
Where do you go?
What new form do you take?
How many times do you change?

What if... you have been in another body before?

Oooooooh......!

Deep, yes?

I wish I could continue to think deeply, but my stinky apartment is distracting me. It's time for some febreeze.

TTFN