What comes first is: Essence
What comes first is a matter of perspective. My senses are the first contact with this world but they interact with my essence. However, these senses come from the essence of someone else and constitute a sort of Moebius (comic) strip, an infinite loop.
Curious about the world, its inhabitants, its questions, I enjoy looking for some meaning in life and try to understand it. I think, I write then think some more. Afterwards I dream, usefully I hope, I dream of a better way, I dream of humanity.