Soul. The word rebounded to me, and I wondered, as I often had, what it was exactly. People talked about it all the time, but did anybody actually know? Sometimes I'd pictured it like a pilot light burning inside a person--a drop of fire from the invisible inferno people called God. Or a squashy substance, like a piece of clay or dental mold, which collected the sum of a person's experiences--a million indentations of happiness, desperation, fear, all the small piercings of beauty we've ever known.
The concept of the soul is frequently discussed, but its true nature remains elusive, leading to contemplation about what it truly represents. The author reflects on various interpretations, envisioning the soul as a pilot light symbolizing a divine connection or as a malleable substance that embodies one’s life experiences. This description captures the essence of individual emotions and memories, each contributing to the overall identity of a person.
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