
#07 The Emergence of ‘I’ as a Central Life-Factor.
Earlier in childhood, the seed of ‘I’ was planted—when you first recognized yourself in the mirror, spoke your name, and claimed “mine.” That was the spark of self-awareness.
But now, in your teenage years, the mind awakens to its full awareness of ‘I.’ No longer just recognition, but reflection, questioning, and the struggle to shape identity. The flame of ‘I’ burns brighter, tested by passion, autonomy, and the gaze of others.
You emerge into the hypnotic world of ‘I’. It rises like a flame in the dark— a center of gravity, a name for the one who feels.
You say: I think. I want. I am.
Thought itself becomes the proof of your existence.
The world bends around this entity, and suddenly you are not just a body, but a self that claims, remembers, meets its instincts, experiences desires, and dreams.
In Philosophy
- Socrates calls you to know yourself— to turn the gaze inward, where virtue begins.
- Plato sees your ‘I’ as a shadow of the eternal form, a forgotten ideal waiting to be rediscovered.
- Descartes gives you certainty: I think, therefore I am.
- Hume dissolves the solidity of ‘I’, showing it as a river of impressions, a bundle of perceptions flowing without permanence.
- Kant divides your self: the empirical, shaped by experience, and the transcendental, silently structuring all experience.
- Parfit shifts the ground, saying continuity of memory and psychology may matter more than a fixed identity.

In Psychology
- James distinguishes between the knower and the known— the I who acts, and the Me who is observed.
- Rogers speaks of self-actualization, where the true self flourishes when aligned with inner values.
- Winnicott warns of masks: the false self shaped by demands, the true self alive in spontaneity.

Neuroscience whispers of networks in the brain, patterns converging to give rise to the entity of ‘I’.
When you touch this mirror, you see your face ripples with pride and fear.
‘I’ is a seed—if watered with wisdom, it grows into dignity. If left wild, it becomes a thorn.

You stand at the threshold:
‘I’ is your first crown,
but also your first chain.
You must carry it with reverence,
for it is both your burden and your gift.
