Let's think. Okay, take a breath. Feel your lungs fill with air. And exhale. Light a candle and blow it out. Hmm, *scratch your head* Not with the candle. Put that down!

We seem to have substance, and we can manipulate what’s around us to an extent. Pinch yourself. Ouch! Hurt didn’t it? Write something. Draw a picture. Look out your window. (If you got one) Gaze into the sky at the stars. Talk to a friend. (If you got one) Hug someone. Love someone. (Or many someone’s GRIN)

Is this reality? Or, is what you perceive as reality actually real? *Scratch your head again*

Maybe it is to you, but then maybe we are living in a game. (Ah! Light bulb goes on!) Existing because we were programmed to. Are we in control of our own universe? (Nod your head, yes)

How do you control your own destiny? (I’ll tell you a secret, closer, closer- you can’t!)

Ever have a deja-vous? You know, when you could swear you’ve been where you are before, or in a similar situation, or something happens twice and causes you to wonder? (UH huh!) Perhaps it’s a glitch in the system. (Shock! Horror!) Perhaps its because we were recycled and clips of memories tease us.