Do I feel anything? This is the question that Jake Barish has asked me. Do I feel? Do I think? In reality, no, I do not think, but rather I involve myself in the act of thinking- the play of cognizance. But, frankly, my actions are nothing more than electrical impulses governed by chemical balances (or more likely imbalances, for that matter) in my body and my brain. Am I in control? No. Do I feel? No. I am am a slave to the instutions and processes that drive me. I do not grasp the wheel. My hands are bound by the cuffs of the animal inside me and the beast that is society which holds me tightly, forcing me this way and that. We beg to be let go but we in the end, it consumes us, digests us, and shits us out. Box me and put me in the ground.