When i am reborn, i have no choice over who i become, i do not have memories till around the age of seven or eight either, so when i finally got them, my whole world changed. I knew immediately that this was truth, i could see colors, shapes, for the first time in my life. I was born blind, but i through my memories i learned what things looked like, what color the sky was, and what my fellow monks probably looked like. My memories were about two hundred years old at that time, so i had seen most everything i was encountering now, and it provided the perfect library of knoledge.
However i still found it difficult to be blind in such an a