There's this absent presence in my mind that surpasses through every part of my cranium. There is a point in perspective that intrigues me. What is this realm of consciousness. Is it a spiritual ability? A place of living meat clothed entities. Where do we even begin to live? The very moment when you awaken newly born. Or perhaps when you are in the womb you consciously awakening, slowly. Heat beat slowly bleeding. What a beautiful miracle... Something about humans makes the biochemistry and making of the universe, so fucking awesome.  When you are alone, do you ever pay more attention to yourself? Like your spirit is aware of your physical body.
 Our physical abilities are incredible.