I’m a conglomeration of matter, aware.
My awareness inhabits (or springs from) a complex biological system that has a measure of influence over my awareness.
I am a human being. This name has been given to me by the 7.5 billion other conscious biological systems that seem to understand the world the way I do. It is seen as normal, for so many autonomous systems to have mutual understandings like this. I find it jarring. I find it absurdly incredible to be part of this seething mass.
Microcosms lend their characteristics to us. We live, grow and die. We are a single, pixelated culture that feeds off energy stored in various forms. Transmuting this planet, we’ve created our own world, distinct and impactful.
We have this world contained within ourselves. It is a world built on pain and suffering, fashioned by the will to pleasure and power.
As the being that we are, we’re able to perceive chemical reactions within our systems as emotions, which drive our actions in our daily lives. Our behaviour becomes our tradition, which inspires our beliefs and this in turn creates the specific morals within the cultures that cordon off our communities.
My biological system may evolve slowly but my awareness is what defines my individual humanity.