An Existential CrisisA Poem by Asher Lewis StamIf the chances of the exact same me with my exact brain being born Were one in four hundred trillion Then surely existing means winning the most unlikely of lotteries? ~~~ If I never existed Would I care about the things I care about now? Would I be interested enough in the Divine and the fate of humanity? © 2020 Asher Lewis Stam |
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Added on February 21, 2020 Last Updated on June 6, 2020 Tags: psychological, philosophy, life, existence Author
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