MILI SÁNCHEZ

Scientists say we are made of atoms, but a little bird told me that we are made of stories.

(Eduardo Galeano)

I have the feeling that the coming and going of thoughts build my reality. I imagine my mind working like an old slide machine, splashing my existence of ideas and images like photos on a screen. With all those fragments, slides that become frames of a film, I build the reality that I beleive I am.

I do not exist as a fixed and stable self, but as a continuity of perceptual and mental states. I build myself by accumulation and constant changes where my experiences are harmonized with each other, like the notes of a melody.

I am a bunch of little stories drifting in space.

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