Feb 24, 2024
When I think about how big the universe is, I feel small. I feel like nothing that happens here on earth truly matters. I'm a speck of dust on the timeline of coincidence. When I think like that, things get very dark very fast. But what if we are the ones who give our universe meaning because we matter to each other? We are breathing, living organisms with consciousnesses, which is an absolutely horribly random thing to happen to us. And because nothing matters, everything does. When you think of it from that perspective, the entire universe was built just for us. Tiny, tiny earth, in this huge galaxy, and we happened to land here. So, we are very big. We are the point of the universe.
