Everything about life tells you, you exist which makes realizing you don’t so unlikely to see. The body appears to exist, but once dead, dead. Forever is incomprehensibly long compared to the miniature blip of being human, going out for dinner, attending a Chappell Roan concert or buying a slurpee. By that measurement, a blip vs. dead forever, it’s fair to wonder are we even here? The Patu marplesi spider sees a blade of grass as large but compared to the moon? It isn’t even here. It’s nice that Mozart and Mildred Bailey left behind footprints but everything in this world disappears; the Taliban take offence at the Buddhas of Bamiyan, does not matter they were made in the 6th century. Bet they don’t read my blog.