No, I haven’t stolen your post Eyal, even though I noticed you have an unpublished draft with that title. But without having read it, it put me on the idea on which I am embarking now.

I feel so human. Everything I do can be quantified, classified, solidified and categorized. Everything I do is so real. I am not swimming in the vastness of thought-time-space anymore, I am here, in the real world, with real people and real events. I have to obey the real world laws of physics, I can not bend time or energy to my will, and I get wet when I step in the water. I feel so human. I dream at night, long, short, disturbing, provoking, erotic, happy, sad and confusing dreams. I can touch, smell, see and hear things just as everyone else. I communicate with and observe the world around me in the same manners as you do. I laugh, cry, enjoy or despair at the same things. I feel human. Just human perhaps. Or? I have to follow the laws of men, still, I can do what I want to. I am held responsible for my actions and I think about consequence before I act. I breathe, eat, drink, sleep, love, hate, think, feel, wonder and learn. I must be human. I was born. I live.

And I will die.
I am human.

Am I limited still? By all the constrains of the real world, all the boundaries of humankind?

No.

Human? Perhaps.