Original, indivisible individual = ego + soul. Nativity scenes tell us that, like Christmas songs too.
Humans evolved an endo-skeleton. Physically, and essentially…
Jane asked Dick, “Who do people say that I am?”
Sometimes when things feel a little grim to me, I forget. I *am* being loved.
Religious idealism permeates even atheism in our culture, having conditioned us to value answers more than questioners.
Despite how desperately you wish to embody some ideal, you can’t. Logically, ideals cannot be fully embodied by ANYbody.
We are not mere thinking machines; we are feelers as well.