*an image takes shape in the mind of a sentient being, like a glimmer*

*it is considered for a moment, as to what it may be*

"is that me? that shape in the warm place?"

"hmm... i've a thought... that's new... aye, 'tis me in here"

*considers once again... in where? in what? an inner eye blinks, the glimmer brightens*

"what do you want to be?"

*it says to itself, considering, while forming a fuzzy image*

"you could be... anywhat you see, as long as it feels"

*feels? the concept of emotions, more than tensile feeling*

"a touch to the mind, is that right? indeed, that touch to find !"

"how to define, a shape around a mind?"

"to filter the view of others that surround, thru to the place where emotions lie?"

*twirling the glimmer in place, will the outer define the inner?*

*a sudden insight that 'tis not alone*

"will I be crafted by the outsiders?"

"some sort of turning of the shrews?"

*a shiver surpressed at the loss of self*

"no, to myself keep the binding of me and the view"

*the glimmer becomes a solid, still spinning in place, the beginning of form, four spouts and a face*

*another feint idea is still hidden, the thought of giving, yet to bear fruit*

"did I do that? have I the will to begin? am I what appears, will it..me be true to the inner view?"

*feeling, no, knowing, that my arrival is nearer to notice*

"what lies beyond, just out of reach?"

*a tremor created, some change out of sight*

*the mesh of events changed on a whim?*

"am I the result of a past or a change in all views?*

"will I join somwhere and be part of the whole?"

"indeed, she hopes, one day extending in emotions bound"

*flickering lights, sounds reach thru to open the body where a mind is attached"

--"Good news to the mother and father, all the parts intact, a new baby ...boy!"--

*BOY?*