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Friday, January 31, 2014

Amputation

Bahiste was just like us once upon a time. With two hands, two feet, five fingers, proper senses. You know the things we take for granted? Rather, well he had what we all assume everybody has.

But then, one day, he met an unfortunate accident, losing his right hand. Strangely enough though, even after his hand was amputated, he could feel it. He could sense something that did not exist anymore for him. He could feel the tingling sensation in a hand that was no more a part of him.

Medicine recognizes the condition. It is said, our body image exists in our mind. Our senses form and make us feel our body parts, unified together as our image. Hence, even if a part of the body is amputated, we can continue feeling that part, even if it does not exist in physical sense. Because well, it exists in the mind still.

You know the feeling that surrounds us often? The feeling that some entity, something exists around us? Within us? A sense that engulfs us? Protects us? In the deepest pain, in the happiest moment, in the frozen moment of numbness, in the seconds of rationality, in the minutes of craziness? In all those moments. In all those times. Anywhere and everywhere. There seems to be a sense of existence. Something that is with us, within us.

That something is perhaps what we are physically amputated from. We feel it. We sense it. Because it exists. The only difference is, the part of the body once amputated does not exist in reality. Part of us that feel amputated, missing is what yet still very much Exists. Some of us believe we came from there. Some of us think we will go back there. Eventually meeting some part of us that feels incomplete. The only completeness you thus feel with it is when you sense it strongly. Its no illusion. You feel it because you believe He Exists. Around you. Within you. 

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