not a single other soul in the history of the existence of the universe has thought the thoughts I thought today. because not a single other soul in the history of the existence of the universe has been me. my genetic makeup, completely and unequivocally unique, is a marvel of human evolution. yet here I sit, alone, unacknowledged. me, a marvel of human evolution, a miracle, if you will, of chemicals and reactions beyond the scope of understanding of even the most brilliant scientists or enlightened philosophers of modern or ancient civilization. the human condition, as it is so endearingly called, as if man’s existence is a transient state of being, is at once both a collective and completely isolated experience. you may observe one particular moment of the aging of the universe from nearly the exact same perspective as another and feel a resulting camaraderie, but, both being marvels of human evolution existing independently in the universe, it is physically impossible for the neurons of your brains to fire at the same rate and trigger the same impulsive reactions to your simultaneous witnessing of any given moment. thus it is simply our unimpressive and often unintentional ability to be in the same place as another at the same time that we share. so let me ask you, from one marvel to another, how do the exclusive, unprecedented, irreproducible neural firings of your brain tell you you feel?
