Sunset in December.
Sun has not been shining today. It rained all day. The weather is repeating itself. Like we all do. Don’t we all constantly repeat ourselves? Our thoughts repeat themselves. Same brain, same path. Isn’t it just wonderful when we meet someone who thinks differently than us? Who has thoughts we never had? Isn’t that one of the attractions of humans? To think different. To think differently.
Would you think that when we are born again, as humans, with a new body and in a new family, we still think like we do now?
Do we think the way we do because of our brain.
Does it have to do with our personality?
And if does, does this mean that our personality is our soul?