We have always looked out of our own eyes, for so long, that it is always a rude shock to see yourself in the mirror.
What is the image of yourself in your mind? Is it the man/woman in the mirror? Or is it the twin circles which form the limits of your vision? Which is the real you?
Is the person in the mirror really me? Why does it feel as though the face can be entirely different?
What about your name? What is your real name? Is it the name which you will respond to? Dont you feel a little weird when someone calls your name? Like he didnt really call you, but called something which you will respond to.
Try calling your own name? Is it weird? Does it feel like you are calling yourself? Do you feel like you tugged at something within yourself, or does it seem entirely alien?
What if your name isnt what your present name is? Would you be a different person?
Who are you? What is your real name? Do we have a real name? Do we need a real name? Or do we just need a signal to respond to?
Where is the you within you?
For believe me! — the secret for harvesting from existence the greatest fruitfulness and the greatest enjoyment is: to live dangerously! Build your cities on the slopes of Vesuvius! Send your ships into uncharted seas! Live at war with your peers and yourselves! Be robbers and conquerors as long as you cannot be rulers and possessors, you seekers of knowledge! — Nietzsche, The Gay Science
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