The term “metamorphosis” was coined by the French writer and anthropologist Jean-Paul Sartre to describe the act of returning to one’s roots. It was the birth of our own personal identity. We are born into our lives, and return to our own roots after we’ve become something else.
So it’s really kind of a metaphorical thing. My friends and I were talking with one of our friends last night. He said something about how when a person is born and they turn into an animal, they don’t really have a choice about the animal they become. That they are simply a part of the animal that they are at birth.
This is a good point and a good example to think about in how we go back to our roots. A person may not feel like they are one of the animal that they were born into, but they can. In fact we may feel like we are exactly the same as the animal we were born into. I have seen people who are incredibly different than me, but when they see me they think, “I know who you are. You’re me.
I know I am not one of the animals that I was born into. In fact I am not a part of me. I do not believe that I ever was. I am a part of a unique experience that does not exist for me. I am a part of a specific moment in time. My birth was a moment that changed my DNA, my history, my perspective on the world. It has made me completely different than I have ever been.
I believe that you are a part of me.
At first it seems like everything is working in your favor. You have friends and family you can call, you can go to any party you want to, you have a job that seems to be great. But the truth is that you don’t need them. You already have me, and I have you.
I have become my mother too many times to count. In fact, I have a new best friend who I talk to on Skype every day for hours, and I have a new family of my own. To me that is even more amazing than just being loved by a mother.
Yeah, just like how my parents love me so much but can’t see that I’m still a teenager, I can’t see you loving me. At least not in the way I want it to happen. I’m not even sure if we can actually get along.
I have a new best friend who I talk to on Skype every day for hours, and I have a new family of my own. To me that is even more amazing than just being loved by a mother.Yeah, just like my parents love me so much but cant see that I’m still a teenager, I cant see you loving me. At least not in the way I want it to happen. Im not even sure if we can actually get along.
It isn’t so much that I don’t understand you as I don’t quite know how to love you. It is only that I have learned so much about myself and how I feel about myself since we have met.