If your soul is different from your body, does your soul have the same characteristics as  

your body? 

 

Is the soul 

— 

carrying an ethnicity 

a religion, desires  

a favorite color 

an  

identity 

— 

a somebody?

 

Or is it a nobody, with  

only  

the body

carrying these identifying characteristics.  

Let’s humor the nobody answer.  

If our souls are nobodies, all fostered by this same nothingness,  

then where are the boundaries? There would be  

none.  

Our souls would run into one another as  

subsets under something much greater 

 

like waves  

in the sea.