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No, I wouldn't trade what I've got for what the rare, blessed few have, Bomb. I love me. I'm an extremely well-rounded human being. I love my brain and it's abilities. I accept my mental shortcomings, and I accept my many physical ailments, yet I still consider my mind and body stellar compared to the ordinary human being. I've been through a lot, but I foresee a bright and shining future for myself. And one day, I will overcome all of my mental and physical shortcomings through science and technology. I live on so many pills and have had so many surgeries, I've given up on this notion of being a 'natural' human being. In my opinion, that's just a stupid, idealistic notion, anyway. If a crab can simply re-grow an arm through evolution, what is wrong with us humans 're-growing' our body parts through our evolution, through our wisdom and our science and our technology? Is a sky-scraper any different from a bird's nest? We are evolving so fast, philosophically and scientifically, that we've almost out-grown our Earth-given bodies and minds. But then again, I see us as nothing but a stepping stone. The Earth made humans, humans made machines, and soon both the Earth and the Humans will be insignificant, and the superior life form we created together, machines, will become the future.
I love Kant, just as I love many heroes of philosophy, but the truth is that everything is about luck. Kant was born in the right place at the right time. Same with Gandhi, same with Confucius, same with Socrates. Any of them born elsewhere, such as where I am, today, would not be nearly as significant, probably. Like, what if Kant was born later, and someone else had already philosophized about Metaphysics, but under a different name? Kant probably wouldn't have passionately spent his life working on metaphysics, then.