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.
