How is it decided what becomes of us?

Is it luck of the draw -genetics?

Is it our experiences?  How we were raised? Opportunities?

Is it our own mind that decides, or things beyond our control?

And this is diversity, uniqueness.  What we are is determined by all of these things.

I think that being a representation of a particular individual identity works in our favour, but most certainly make us aliens within our own species.  For how are we to fully understand another like us when we will never think with their brain or see with their eyes?  We look to shared experiences, opinions, habits.  But sooner or later do we have to be at peace with the fact that nobody ever has the ability to know us but ourselves?

Ultimately, we are alone as a duo of brain and body.  There are many like us, but never the same.