Sometimes I wonder, why am I born in this body, in this decade, in this country/environment? Why am I not a 14-year-old Black girl in Antebellum America? Why am I not a lion or tardigrade? Why am I not in modern-day New York, Syria, Laos, or Finland?
Some might say, everything and everyone has a soul, therefore I was destined to be in this situation by a divine being or the universe. Others might counter that we are the atoms of the universe arranged into a particular entity. I could not be “someone else” because “I” am simply physical matter at this particular time and place.
The most unsettling thought that I’ve synthesized, spiritual theories aside, is that I am merely a brain’s electrical signals controlling a body.
Here’s a video on a similar topic “Is Anything Real?” if you’re interested: [CLICK HERE]