(16.9.05 13:37) d'ou venez vous?

(16.9.05 20:58) aha from outer space obviously you know, when you cross the channel, there's this small, dreary, boring, artistically inept and rather overcrowded country that has an excellent social security sytem. We can become ill or unemployed and there's not much to worry about besides the fact that we're ill and unemployed - we have excellent educational opportunities, university costs next to nothing, but none of us are proud to be its inhabitants but still we remain here because it's easy...we are multilingual - it's very easy for us to speak and learn foreign languages - many English people seems to think we all speak French, though half of us are Dutch speaking... You guess... The question "who are we" to me points to the more philosophical question about our identity. Are each of us one strictly defined person or are we different persons as time evolves. When you've known someone and there's this gap and you meet them again 20 years later, are they still the same person. Who am I? The person I am now at this particular moment in time or the accumulation of all experiences throughout my entire life? Sometimes I'd like to think I'm still the person I was when I was 18, with the same hopes and aspirations - but then I have to admit I am not - my outlook on life has changed, not totally but yet significantly. I also feel that as a person I've grown. But the person I was when 18 is still a part of me... Who are you?

(21.9.05 13:37) There is a general degredation of the soul as we age, as we are mentally dragged across the hot coals. Each disappointment, each elation! They add layers to ourselves, and yet, our core hasn't changed. But walls have built up, hiding ourselves - some so thick that even we ourselves fail to penetrate them. And so we find ourselves asking "who are we?" I think I've not changed _that_ much through my life. I have not given up on my dreams.

(21.9.05 20:14) I agree with what you're saying. I dare say the core of my inner self hasn't changed either, but in a lot of ways I have grown though experiences. You find new dimensions within yourself you didn't think there were and your vieuw of the world can change. Many people, when they 'grow up' let go of their dreams, which were exactly what made their lives pleasant and interesting. I have not given up on my dreams either, though I'm not where I would have wanted to be at the age of 30.

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