Barring accident, we live 1, maybe 2 centuries? Considering the cosmic span of time, our greatest achievements are just a twitch of the universe’s eye. And while some may feel trapped/depressed by this futility, I find it intensely liberating: I have however long I’m allotted to make the grandest, strangest experiment of my life. Why not? By the time [Higher Power] blinks, I’m gone.

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