‘Existence is perhaps the secret of the entire Universe, which we may never decipher. What miracle is needed for billions of molecules to combine and form a mass capable of breathing, feeling, creating, and loving? We might call it the soul, which provides the starting engine for the whole, but a question arises. What kind of soul is it that arbitrarily imprisons another set of molecules, uses it for its own amusement, or simply kills it, because it believes that it will make it more?’

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