Even those who are not religious babble “they are now in heaven watching down” when some one dies. In all honestly we all really fantasize about the after-life. Some are to afraid to admit that there is something else bigger than ourselves. Sadly, their self-glorification stops them from admitting it. No one wants to accept being inferior.
Why is it that right before you go to bed you think uncontrollably? Tonight I was thinking, we humans are kind of like machines, well products. We are all consisted of the same parts, two legs, two eyes, a brain, a mouth, etc. (excusing those with abnormalities, though every product is bound to have a defect) Yet not one person is like the other, sure there are similarities but no one is exactly the same. We think differently and act differently, but how is it that we are made by the same parts, and fueled with the same blood but are different? What exactly is the “ingredient” that segregates us from each other?