I wax poetic about this pretty often - but it's always been amazing to me that me, and you, and everyone in the world has an unbroken chain of ancestry all the way back to the first spark of life.
We're all stupendously lucky in that regard.
We're all stupendously lucky in that regard.
That is formidable enough to ponder that that one doesn't need to disrespect all of these creature/persons thru the millions of years up to you/me by introducing a magic creator and wipe away all that effort.
Or, we live in the simulation where the parameters were tweaked so that we were "lucky" and managed to survive this long. Other simulation runs didn't turn out so well for humans.