Game of “I Am”
The biological unit called "I" is a strange creature, more a kaleidoscope than a singular thing, a symphony of cells marching to the rhythm of their own agendas while somehow whispering "I am" as if it were a single voice. Beneath this sense of "I" churn a trillion invisible lives—bacteria, neurons, enzymes—each conducting its own mission, oblivious to the grand illusion of unity or any concept of purpose.