Think about this. Why are you, you? Why aren’t you somebody else? Born somewhere else? Lived in a different time period? Why is it that you see through your eyes, and not someone else? All of these questions are not a matter of science. More, questions of philosophy. We all know what philosophy means, but to be it by living by who you are you, rises so many questions. You are only given one conscious life. So why here? Why now? Why you? I guess no one can answer these questions but
you alone. Going through life learning and experiencing. Maybe, the elderly accept, welcome, and embrace death, For their life and all of it’s experience have taught them their philosophy. But what happens after? Is it the after life? Or is it reincarnation of the soul? But, reincarnation seems improbable. At least, improbable to die as a human and be reincarnated as one. If this were the case, shouldn’t our numbers stay the same instead of continue to grow? Perhaps it’s eternal nothingness, and not you being conscious of it being eternally nothing. Because well, your dead right? You have no thought process now. So how could you be aware of eternal nothingness? But back to topic, why do you see through your eyes? Why are you, you? If I am not the only one to think of so deeply about this. Then maybe we are aware of how improbable our existence is. The select few, that not just live life because we have it, But question it. Humans strive to learn everything, that’s a fact. So if you have ever wondered these things. You are one of the few that have recognized yourself, a tiny spec on the surface of another tiny spec within the vast cosmos of the universe. Embrace your questions, try to figure them out. I know I will. For I shall continue to find and figure out my meaning, and my philosophy here. On the one place we call home, Earth.