Who are we really? Are we a group of cells expressing a distinct sequence of DNA? Maybe we are disembodied soul or mind that persists beyond this grouping of cells. Are you actually the same person you were from you childhood? Personal identity it seems is hard to tie down. Which is very concerning when it is the basis of so much of how we frame our existence. If we are unsure about who we are, then how can we go about assigning responsibility and meaning to our selves?

Indeterminacy of Personal Identity