Childhood memory: Aware that I exist

Here is another childhood memory: I am sitting in a leather chair by the west window in the living room, looking at a Donald Duck comic book. (I don’t think I knew how to read so I was probably around four or five years old.) Suddenly, I became aware that I exist. And more than that, that this consciousness is aware of all these things. It was completely astonishing to me and this memory is still clear and vivid.

Again, it says something about my early interest in the things I continued to explore in my life. In my childhood and early teens, it was an interest in parapsychology and UFOs. In my mid-teens, it turned into a passion for systems theories, eastern philosophies (mostly Taoism), and so on.

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