(For the post title, we also would have accepted, "My Place in This World.")
The other day it occurred to me that perhaps not everyone occasionally pictures himself standing on a rotating oblong spheroid, which is revolving around a flaming ball. I do.
But then this evening I was walking, gazing at the stars, and in my deep philosophical mood it struck me that I have no clue about direction. So I don't point myself in the right direction, when I picture myself on the globe.
Do any of you take it that far?
Going the other way, do any of you (the materialists, perhaps?) ever view yourself as a collection of cells, or even a collection of atoms? If so, "What's it like?"
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