Meaning
We are each a gloriously
improbable nano-second of order and complexity in a vast entropic universe. In
the end, in cosmic time, we are, even the greatest of us, merely insignificant
specks of physical being. So what do we do? Whimper? Rage? Hang onto God’s
apron strings? Sell cars? Sing hymns of praise? Lay on the couch eating junk
food? Fuck our brains out? Care about something? Make art? Exit with the light
energy of a supernova? It’s a choice that we alone, as human beings, must make.
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