"Billions of years ago, when life had its canonical beginning, molecular machines developed the ability to replicate. Following the simple rules of evolution, these machines became more and more complex, ever improving on their ability to create offspring. And after countless rounds of mutations and selections, here we sit, having breakfast as human beings. But doesn't that intuitively feel wrong? That this is all we are? Nothing but an immensely complex machine of deterministic molecular interactions. Where is the life in that? The sense of self, of existence, of consciousness?"