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It is Awe-inspiring that things exist, particularly conscious beings.

I am the result of the biologicals processes that conceived me and shaped me.
I am as I should be.
I apparently have a cult following that only goes by the abbreviation PC.
The sun is a conscious being.
The the conscious moon produces a quantum locking affect so powerful that it stops celestial bodies in there tracks so that it can also create a following to witness a tiny blip in history.

Either my hands are backwards from other peoples, or my shoulders lack connective tissues so that they can wrap around properly to hold my own back in a hug like fashion. Because of this, a member of my cult wishes to see me preform a feat unknown to men of more typical constructions.