I doubt it is constructed of a conglomeration of my life’s experiences, nor does it consist of any intellect I may possess. It would seem it must be quite durable and impervious to modifications at a whim.
Where, precisely it can be found shall forever remain a mystery, for no surgeon has accidentally nicked one or removed it by mistake. In x-rays it has no reflection, and neither does it gurgle when I’m hungry.
Upon reaching our expiration date there is a slight weight difference, suggesting the soul leaves the body the moment we’re gone. That 21-gram difference, however, is not actual weight, but awareness. You’re going to have to push your logic aside to understand that one.
I believe the soul is that inner voice, the one requiring no vocal cords, the one you’re hearing right now. It is the, YOU, if that makes any sense. And yes, you are unique, there is only one of you. We are as different as snowflakes and yet contain the same substance, the same illusive matter.
Little known fact;
Your soul has the ability to see mine.
It is something that takes place over time. Should anyone opt to read this Blog in its entirety,
they would have an unobstructed view of the true me. Although in bits and pieces, it has presented
itself across these pages. It isn’t found
in any particular topic or syntax, but it is stretched out across the entire
thing, minus the staple in the middle.
warts & all
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