A lack of spirit
A system we are
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The ability to teleport must be crazy. Theoretically, if you did it, you would die and every piece of you, down to the atoms and even further, would be reconstructed elsewhere in the exact same manner. Would you still be you? What happens to your soul, if we had one?
Submitted:Jan 10, 2013 Reads: 7 Comments: 2 Likes: 1
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