Essence, Accretion, and Authenticity

highly doubt our arboreal ancestors spent their precious time contemplating the existence of a soul, busy as they were gathering and hunting while keeping watch for the multitude of predators hoping to turn their tender flesh into a satisfying meal. Contemplation of abstract concepts is superfluous when struggling to ensure the tribe can survive, let alone thrive. Possibly, the only human foible more detrimental to the human condition than agriculture is the invention of the belief in an immortal soul, one that sashays to an afterlife at the time of physical death. That juicy rationalization...