I'm not arguing that there's a soul. I've been asking everyone how they grapple with the fact that they're soulless, physical objects. The discussion deviated from that, which is probably my fault for using terms like "automatons" to frame it.
Well, to me it's just like growing up really. I used to believe in Father Christmas when I was very little. Now I don't. If you ask me, people believe in souls, destinies, and similar teleological notions because they don't want to deal with the simple reality of death.
Nick