Schrödinger’s Mouse

Once upon a time, the universe was just random stuff going everywhere @c for no particular reason. Then it confined itself within boundaries, walls.

Every boundary — atom, molecule, cell, skeleton, job, mortgage, childhood, language, and Wi-Fi password — forced that randomness to behave itself. The result was not peace and harmony but very complex standing waves: probability with a dress code and cosmetics.

Electrons learned to orbit. Molecules learned to wiggle. Cells learned to panic. Humans learned to have opinions. By the time raw momentum has passed through enough (rules/constraints) cages, it emerges as a real person with a name.

Susan is not a soul. Susan is what happens when probability survives Susan’s parents, Susan’s school, Susan’s culture, Susan’s nervous system, and Susan’s coffee intake. Same for Henry, Abigail, Sam, June, and Donald. Different walls, different wobbles, different waves.

Each person is therefore a longer-lived wave interference pattern that computes it’s in charge.

The thin bit of the wave is the universe before it met both natural and artificial, meaning human bureaucracy/rules. The thick, messy bit near the name is what happens after the universe fills out enough forms.

In short:

A human is not a thing.
A human is a solution to a very complicated wave boundary problem.

Or, in plain English:

You are a complex wave.

Or,

You are what random energy looks like after it’s been trapped in a mammal and given a name.

Schrödinger would approve. Or at least nod quietly while his wavefunction collapses into laughter.

Schrödinger trapped a cat in a box.
Nature trapped a wave as a mammal and called it Susan.

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