Have you ever read Macbeth?
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
This is something I always think about. Everyone seems to think that their life is more significant and special than those of everyone else on the planet. But really.. let's say you live 70 years.. the planet's been around for 4.5 billion years, that means your life takes up approximately .00000000015% of Earth's time. It's a speck of dust in your the planet's house. When it comes to the universe itself.. timewise and sizewise, you are a microscopic organism in New York City. Now what about that is unique, amazing, separate? Why even bother? I don't know if you've ever looked through a microscope, but when there appears to be nothing on the surface, there's actually an amazing amount of biodiversity, and different levels of bacteria, protists.. everything's different. And one itty bitty one does nothing on its own.. but all of them together can cause a disease, disintegrate huge things.. I dunno, just thinking about how tiny we are is absolutely mind-blowing to me.
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