In the vastness of a universe, we are infinitely tiny. We are dust and light that matters temporarily. Yet, we stress our moments upon the stage before we're heard no more. Focusing on the bigger picture is hard, but ignoring the grande picture of it all is to be ignorant and stupid. I find comfort, then, in my ignorance and stupidity because my fleeting, quirky moment doesn't even register on the entirety of it all.
Or, perhaps it does. I find comfort in the fact I just don't know.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
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