Existentialist crisis

"At any given moment, you do not exist. Your body exists, temporary though it may be. Still, you are not your body. You are merely an electrochemical process of your body. The continuity of your separate self is manufactured every few milliseconds by a hunk of warm grey meat between your ears. In the time it takes you to read this sentence, your brain has created you a thousand times, and it has left behind a thousand ghosts of you."

- Somewhere from the infinitely indie bowels of tumblr


... And the thousands of ghosts coalesce to create the supposed essence of you, an impalpable existence that is ever-changing as ghosts are forgotten at the same time more are being created. Therefore there is no real you; the self so defined by memories cannot remain the same as every moment imprints itself -

HAHAHA CAN'T DO THIS SHIT ANYMORE