It turns out everything is connected to every other thing but not me. I’m an added feature and tool not existing at birth. I’m extra, a come lately. Is the only logical and rational explanation I was created by my being to be its identity: a function which allows my creator to enter and participate in society or a tribe?
Am I not a thing but a habitual mass of interconnections in my brain which is able to reason and make choices? Am I an identity program written by nature (the extremely talented human animal) in response to reality?