Ya know, existential crises are ridiculous. ...and I am very, very guilty of having many of them.

But just think about it, we can barely even get ourselves off this rock floating around in the middle of nowhere, we can’t cure cancer, we can’t even stop murdering each-other… and we have the insane idea that we are supposed to understand the universe? Nonsense!

And it really does help your calm a lot of just give up on the idea that you’re supposed to have the entire universe figured out. What epic pressure that is!

It reminds me of a scene from one of my favorite Sci-Fi’s. A character is about to leave his physical existence, he’s dying. And this sort of majestic creature has shown up to usher him over to other to the other side. He turns to the creature and says “there is still so much that I don’t understand”, and the response is simply, “as it should be.”

You are only human y’all, let it go.