Hold your focus on qualia. A birds feet for example. How did they evolve? Who knows — but how wonderful just to wonder. How Qualiadelic just to pause right there. No need for any answer but to feel the Little Dopamine sensation and the surety that many Qualiadelic relationships occurred to bring you to this moment.
Imagine that at some point our ancestry and theirs intersected. Wow!
How did they evolve? When? Where? Answering questions questions such as these requires separate conscious rituals altogether. The question is (or ought to be) Why give up this pristine moment of wonder and contentment at all? – and how can I continue to have them?