Auf Wiedersehen (Are we the same)

2025-03-22

Are we all one?

I am as much my brother, sister, father, mother, wife, husband, kin, stranger, friend, or enemy, in so much and in so far as they are I.

We live and exist as one: by how I think about myself, and how I think of another; by what I feel, and what I empathize with in another; by what I have done, and what I do henceforth, unto and onto another.

We are encoded as DNA, in so much as we are encoded in the arrangement of atoms before us at any one moment. We engage with our environment—both the conscious and unconscious: planet Earth, the universe, and so on.

What, when, where, how, and why my life is—our life is—is thought. Time is a construct. We are our own worst enemy, and our own best friend—with ourselves, and with one another.

As Descartes once said, “I think, therefore I am,” my interpretation of his quote is: “We think, we feel, we do; therefore we are.”

I fear death as much as I enjoy life.

To live is to love.