We wear these faces. They are masks.
We inhabit these bodies. They are containers/vehicles.
We are flooded with thoughts and feelings. They are rivers and streams that run thru us.
We are essentially spirits. Invisible. Intangible. The four winds.
We think the universe is built on facts. Facts are flimsy, inadequate constructions of our minds.
Our minds can't encompass the universe. We are left with spirit, even if we can't hold it in our hands or minds.