The conclusion will most likely be meaningless in the end.
Everything is relative.
Everything is cyclical.
Or perhaps the universe was created once and that’s the end?
Maybe it’s a simulated world created by someone.
Maybe it was created by God.
Whatever the answer is, the conclusion will likely feel empty and trivial.
In the end, what truly interests us
is the process of discovering it—
the journey of uncovering that hidden truth.
Life is probably the same.
We will all eventually die.
Nothing will remain.
In truth, I didn’t exist,
then I appeared as if by chance,
and will disappear again.
What matters is the process of living in between—
not the beginning or the end,
but the act of living itself.
We have to give meaning to that process.
That’s the part that is truly interesting.
