I was constructed through the mitosis and meiosis of an ovum and a spermatozoon that eventually evolved suspended in amniotic fluid inside my mother's womb. I was but a genetic makeup, a hybrid of my mother and father's genes, dependent on my mother's nutritional biochemistry supporting me through a narrow tube that resembles intestines and rectal canals. For nine months I was her food fixations and all its nutritional contents personified. I came to existence as a fertilized egg, evolving into various stages of fetal development strictly modified through biological processes; had my father sang, rhymed, or baby-talked from the outside, I wouldn't have heard, and I didn't, but even if I did, I wouldn't have had remembered. Eastern religions say those nine months is used to unite the soul with the embryo as it develops into a fetus; a soul that has been prepicked either by their religion's respective gods, or predecided by the soul itself had the soul had previously animated a mortal body, or an animal or a plant for that matter.

I was conceived of a mother who had a mother of her own, and who too had a mother of her own. My life as it began was limited to the parents I was born from, or guardians I was in custody to, either of which I had no freedom to decide upon as an infant. My life was molded initially by the place I was born, forthwith I grew up as a toddler and received the world in all its precognitions defined and constricted by the society and culture I have come to know. My cells began to multiply in astronomical speeds, trillions of them, that even a scratching of the nose resulted to the demise of hundreds. My body began to grow--all as but a product of the food I eat, cleverly rearranged into more complex proteins, serving specific functions, by the mechanical instructions of the DNA, itself nothing more than processed food. My body is but the biological complexity formed from the collective cells of my being, reacting to the chemical processes of ingesting food, sucking all its nutrients, and egesting them all in fecal content--the foul excrement that all animals expel to repay the earth that feeds us back. All the cells in my body, each of them, existed and decayed in a fraction of a day, such that I am the endless cycle of creation and destruction of all my minute cellular components, but my body nonetheless remains in one shape--an erect lifeform, walking on two feet; a human being just like any other, with a torso propped with a head on top, two arms on the sides, and two legs on the bottom, and inherent with all its generic human characteristics.

I was born an atheist and was conditioned my entire life in the confines of indoctrination, inherited from my parents' own set of religious beliefs, supernatural or otherwise, which were also predestined by the location to which they--and eventually I--were born from. My ideological beliefs are in majority structured under the social limitations of culture, tradition, ethnicity, religion, and language into which I am inseparable from. I am the product of all the influences of my childhood, my parents, my school, my friends--my environment to put--for which I can react to in response to my personal beliefs. I am the result of my thoughts, the beliefs I have grown accustomed to, and the knowledge I have filtered, reassessed, and organized into my cerebral filing cabinet. My sophisticated brain determines my personality, that given another person in the same situation I grew up with would still result to a different character; that a simple neurological surgery such as lobotomy would change me into a different person all together, reacting differently faced with the same events and circumstances I had confronted. And with this predefined cerebral makeup constricting my personality, I prefer to do one thing over another, and reject things which do not interest me. I am shaped by my decisions which defines my interests, preferences, and activities. And with all the multiplicity of decisions (and reactions and activities), limitations in birth, genetic makeup, and cellular regeneration, I have become a random survivor despite all the infinite probabilities that that tiny fertilized egg had had. I am unique, just like everybody else; I am unique as a tongue print, as a fingerprint, as a palm, as a face; as my fingerprint can define my basic criminal record, my palm my major stations in life, my physiognomy my dominant characteristics, and my tongue--my tongue defines my taste in men, upon which I shall in the future create another lifeform which shall repeat this same process of becoming all over again.

And so, I think, therefore I am. Yun yun eh!XP

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