Without a moral consciousness the reality of physicality makes it hard not to recognize the pressure of atoms on atoms upon every surface, the disturbing claustrophobia of molecules creating friction within something as simple as a blink. Am I truly destined to be judged in a world of my own creation because of my flesh formation? how am I meant to fathom this without a soul, since it is true I have become socially numb to the outcry my brain wishes to convey. How am I meant to react without a body, in which all function contributes to what is more or less accepted as being a "normal person", since it is true I am an empty vessel for no sound or light or feeling to reach me.