We are literally complex living beings on some random ass spinning planet out of billions planets somewhere in the milky way galaxy.
We are so small in the universe yet our problems seem so big.
There were millions of different physical appearances we could have but yet we look how we do and its so familiar to us, we can't comprehend it being another way.
Did a meaningless form a materia created us or was it rather a powerful being with intend ?
Questions over questions but it don't really matter at the end of the day, I'm just one of billion souls that's waiting for his turn to company the other billion souls that already died and fulfilled their fate.
We are so small in the universe yet our problems seem so big.
There were millions of different physical appearances we could have but yet we look how we do and its so familiar to us, we can't comprehend it being another way.
Did a meaningless form a materia created us or was it rather a powerful being with intend ?
Questions over questions but it don't really matter at the end of the day, I'm just one of billion souls that's waiting for his turn to company the other billion souls that already died and fulfilled their fate.
