I’ve wanted to get this down for a while. I have an interesting view when it comes to this.
I once heard someone call their body their “meatsuit” and it got me thinking. What is a body? Why do we place so much importance on it? There are so many people that place judgement on a person for their body, but never stop to consider the person inside that body.
My view is that our body is nothing more that our vehicle. We can see the world though the eyes, hear sounds through the ears, and express our thoughts with the vocal chords. But really what you and your body are are two entirely different things. And you leave your body behind when you die.
I think a person should put more effort into bettering “themselves” before their “vehicle.”
Basically, I try to live my life by looking past a persons body, or “vehicle” and trying to see the person inside. And it has helped me relate to people, it’s helped me look past differences, and it’s helped me kind of see that while we are all special, and we are all essentially equal.
Magic exists. Who can doubt it, when there are rainbows and wildflowers, the music of the wind and the silence of the stars? Anyone who has loved has been touched by magic. It is such a simple and such an extraordinary part of the lives we live.