In the quest of self, I ponder upon who am I. This question precedes the question of what I am, so to reach there, we have to answer first the "who" part. Am I just a thinking being, who reduces the existence to the mere process of thinking and to reach on this conclusion I have to make an assumption, that there is some being which will never deceive me.
Or I am a chaotic being hidden beneath this exterior which gives me the illusion of composition, tranquility and integrity. But then this poses the duality of ever changing and agitated "imaginary" self under the reflection of my body.
Or I am someone who can process the continuous stream of consciousness, which boil downs to a subject perceiving an objects.
Or I am the impure manifestation of the immutable and somewhat "heavenly" form shadowed in me,,,
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