Their are nearly 7 billion people on this planet.
Each one unique, different.
What are the chances of that? And why?
Is it simply biology, physiology that determans this diversity?
A collection of thoughts, memories, experiences
That carve out our own special place.
Or is it something more than this?

Perhaps their is a master plan,
That drives the anthem of creation.
Something unknowable that dwells in the soul.
And presents each one of us with a unique set of challenges,
That will help us discover, who we really are.

We are all connected,
Joined together by an invisible thread.
Infinite in its potential,and fragile in its design.
Yet while connected, we are also mearly individuals,
Empty vessels to be filled with infinite possibilities.
An assortment of thoughts, beliefs,
A collection of disjointed memories and expirences.

Can I be me, without these,
Can you be you.

And if this invisible thread that holds us together
were to sever to seaze. What then?
What would become of billions of lone disconnected souls.
And therein lays the great quest of our lives,
To find, to connect, to hold on.
For when our hearts are pure, and our thoughts are lined.
We are all truely one.
Capible of repairing our fragile world,
And creating a universe of infinite possibilites.