roaming around

What is happening when I take my hand and lay it on my bare knee and
while noticing it resting there, realize that it’s not my knee but the being’s knee?

Is the being, the human animal, the best part of this union? If so, who and where am I? Am I roaming around in the being’s head using its chemicals and electrical circuits?
Am I software created by the being to deal with society?
Am I a natural, added creation: the chooser and identity?

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