What transmigrates from life to life?

sooo, its kinda like a kammic algorithm,or DNA, it gets passed on to the next collection of skandhas and expresses its self, improves or inhibits its own progress?

After years pondering this very question, I no longer need too! Illuminating answer.
Sadhu Ajahn :folded_hands:

No, it’s neither an algorithm nor DNA. An algorithm is a mathematical set of rules and DNA is a hereditary code passed physically from one to another.

I think we need to stop thinking about tangible or corporeal aspects of a person or being. Consciousness is neither. Consciousness is a grasping aggregate, it’s a constantly changing process of being aware and operating out of what is present at any given moment.

You can’t make an ever-changing stream of consciousness into a thing or a who. If there is misunderstanding, craving, greed, hatred, delusion, etc. in the mind, there will be kamma. When the body breaks up at death, the present aggregates that made up the person in this life are gone but the stream of consciousness is planted like a seed in the next life, carrying with it the misunderstanding, craving, greed, hatred, delusion, etc. and continues, not the same consciousness, but that ever-changing stream of consciousness. The stream of consciousness just keeps going from one life to another, not as a thing or a who but as an ever-changing process. Hopefully, in a life, a person will hear the Dhamma and enter the Stream.

This. Dependent origination explains the origin of dukkha and is another way of expressing the 1st and 2nd Noble Truths. Dependent cessation explains the cessation of dukkha and is another way of expressing the 3rd and 4th Noble Truths. The whole process is completely empty of self or what belongs to self.

MN 63 may also be relevant here.

Tracks in the Snow

A hunter found tracks in the snow.

At first, they were human footprints.
Then they became the tracks of a bear.
Farther on, they became the tracks of a deer,
then a rabbit,
then a wolf,
then human footprints again.

In one place, the tracks seemed to shine.
In another place, the tracks disappeared.

The hunter was confused.
His dog was confused too.

They could see the marks,
but they could not understand the path.

Was this one creature changing its body?
Or were these many creatures,
with no real connection between them?

A deva, a kinsman of the hunter,
looked more deeply.

The deva could still recognize a sentient being,
but not in the simple way the hunter imagined.

She did not see a fixed owner
hidden inside all the different tracks.

She did not see many unrelated lives either.

She saw signs between the tracks.
She saw the snow had melted.

The melting was not a secret traveler.
It was a sign that heat remained.

There was still craving.
There was still clinging.
There was still becoming.
There were signs of karma bearing fruit.

Because of craving and clinging toward experience,
the being could still be traced.

At each new footprint,
consciousness arose dependent on conditions.

It was not the same consciousness
passing unchanged from life to life.

At each new footprint,
feeling and perception arose there.
Name-and-form arose there too.

They were signs of a conditioned birth,
not possessions carried through the snow.

When the tracks changed,
the mode of birth had changed.

Human, animal, human again,
then a brighter birth,
then a subtler birth
where ordinary marks of form could no longer be seen.

When the footprints disappeared
but the snow still melted,
the deva knew that coarse form was no longer visible.

But conditioned existence had not ended.

There was still heat.
There was still fuel.
There were still causes
for another arising.

Then, later, there was a point
where there were no footprints
and no melting snow.

The hunter could not understand it.
The dog could not follow it.
Even the deva could no longer trace the being
by signs.

Only the Buddha,
and those awakened through his teaching,
could understand why no further trace appeared.

It was not that a traveler
had gone somewhere else.

It was not that a being
had been destroyed either.

After the last body had broken up,
the craving and clinging
by which the being had been traced
were no longer there.

The conditions for another footprint
had ceased.

As long as there was fuel,
marks appeared in the snow.

When the fuel was exhausted,
the trail did not continue.

With metta,