Personhood

I’m not part of the world, but I have to admit that the world is part of me. No one you’ve ever met is a part of the world. The world is finite. It can be summed up by its zeitgeist and current affairs. But a person is incommunicable. He is his own adjective. She is exclusive and unrepeatable. His thoughts may sometimes coincide with those prevalent in the world, but only while dragging him down. She may see herself in a movie star or pop artist, but she only relates to them on a superficial level. The true calling of every human person is always more, always infinite and always eternal.