Or are we dancer?
sometimes i wonder if we are all little pilots controlling a body that haven't figured out how to get out yet.
what is a human though? isnt it just a word, an arbitrary symbol made up by the thing that thinks its one? even though the thing really has no real clue what it is or why it exists in this endless ocean of chaos.
...I could have told you that first, but that would have been putting Descartes before the horse.