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I always find it rather difficult to describe myself in self description sections.
I suppose I have been given a name at birth to differentiate me from others and have inherited my family's name as well. These mumblings are not me. My face is not me, nor are the bundling of atoms which make up my body. Society and its influence are not me, my early psychological development is not me either. So what am I, besides the process of light and sound wave, the recording of chemicals in my brain, my associations? What I am besides the sensory functions and firing of synapses? I don't know, And neither do you. Smug.