[Tango589]

Originally Posted by Skybird

Realising that essentially all that is - is nothingness, sometimes has a cathartic effect on me.

On other days, staring into this abyss - is pure horror.

All this many sights and places existing on worlds and moons, so monumental, so beautiful or awful - all of it so unmoved by our presence, so dead. What question we ever direct at the universe, what methods we try to approach it or try to attach any - our - meaning to it - the cosmos always remains silent.

We never get any answer. Sometimes we are so desperate that we flee into our fantasy, only to imagine an answer. Because otherwise we could not bear to live.

In a way, life and the fact that we exist and witness what we believe our senses are telling us, is a miracle. But one could as well say that at the same time it is a nightmare.

Thanks for that up-beat assessment, I'm off to eat an antidepressant sandwich now.