What are you made of?

There's plenty of theories about the human body...

Where it came from.

Why it's this way.

What it should be used for (HEMsexHEM)

What happens when our body fails us.

My personal theory is this:

We're all made of stars. When the Big Bang occurred, the universe stretched, creating Mother Earth. So technically, we're all made of stars.

Yay!

 

I am a carbon based being. Haha, sorry...not feeling creative at the moment.

 

I am not made of money.

 

I am not made of silicone. :&

 

I bet yer made of good smelling stuff though....

 

I Thought everyone here was silicone based.

Reality check: This is the Internet?

 

nope I am not. just my pecker is.

 

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im made of nut

 

Snakes and snails and puppydog tails.

Er, that's what my parents told me...

 

I exist. I am made of dreams, pleasure, and pain.

And I don't have control over my own thoughts right now.

 

my physical form is the interface my awairness uses to interact with this tangable world. it is the only one on THIS world i have. none the less it is not my true self. which is my awairness. which may have lived previous lives and may live future ones.

sub atomicly we are star stuff

it may be that our minds come from a sea of conscousness to which they return untill another life is formed

or it may be that we go on to other kinds of lives

what is awairness made of? possibly pure nontangable energy

as in a sense may be that which is greater then ourselves, loves us and wishes us well, and which is otherwise beyond the comprehension of any but itself

=^^=
.../\...

 

I am made of oily rags and pollen.

 

I think we are a lucky coincidence, brought about from ''star stuff'' being transfered from the vastness of space. Possibly a infusion of amino acids arriving from space.

Anything we wish to attribute to ourselves further to that is us haveing far to much free time on our hands.

As once we where nothing more than single cell organisms , asexually reproducing. The moment we bacame 'self aware' was the time we tried to ascribe mystical/spiritual relevances to our lives and our 'purpose'.

I'm sorry to side with the thought , we just are biological 'accidents'. That is what i think though.

 

sugar & spice and everything nice

 

Forget what i thought in my earlier post: this seems ultimately more likely.

 

i'ma figgerin we all be nuttin more than figments of someones imagination...

much easier way of lookin at things,,,, so as not too waste too much energy pontificating such gobblety gook,,, serioosly in the end does it really matter what we are comprised of...

 

dreams, pleasure and pain eh? Sounds like a good time to me.. er......





stardust theory, yeah, like someone said subatomically so. We're all made of the same building blocks, just little variations thereof.

 

*sings* We are stardust, we are golden, we are billion year old carbon, and we've got to get ourselves back to the garden!

Ahem. Sorry. The "we are made of stars" reference made me immediately think of that song.