“Being human means… having the capacity for abstract thought that allows us to access the past and ponder the future.”
Being human also means being optimistic even when it is so completely irrational and against basic survival instincts. But I’m finding that survival isn’t human. Not even basic survival– to eat and sleep.
Really instincts aren’t human either. As a species, we are born so differently from each other and there is no common reaction to any situation. Maybe we all blink when something comes close to our eyes. But that the closest we can relate to each other.