Poetry

Reflections Vol. 9: What does it mean to be human?

“What does it mean to be human?” I asked, knowing you can’t get the answers you seek until you find the right question. Bit by bit information comes. First what you’re not. A body. A mind programmed by others. Not an ethereal spirit floating blissfully ignorant of the body it animates. There’s so much more …

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