I was laying in bed last night, gazing up at my ceiling, trying, in vain, to sleep, when, in that strange way they have, Ideas began floating through my head. Well… less ideas, and more… ponderings I guess. "What are we?" My brain asked. "You are Nothing… and You are Everything." The ceiling answered. "You are the Absence, and the Presence. You are the Creation, and You are the Destruction. The Problem and The Solution. You are Man and Beast. All You are is the collection of thoughts and pre-determined traits that have lain dormant within Your genetics for centuries.…