"Whoever undertakes to set himself up as a judge of Truth and Knowledge is shipwrecked by the laughter of the gods."
The world, as Shakespeare mused, has music for those who listen. But the world is also a canvas, broader than the imagination, with boundless variety, color, and detail, for those who look. Our brains are wired to wonder, imagine, explore, create, invent, and pursue. Sadly, vestiges of our evolution also lead to belligerence, prejudice, and every conceivable expression of ignominy and rancor. Just as humans represent an imperfect species, the earth, too, is finite in its capacity for hosting its myriad inhabitants and life forms. Perhaps, a wondrous new existence awaits us, spawned by advances in art, literature, culture, science, and the pursuit of knowledge. In any event, inevitably the earth will fall from orbit and disinitegrate, and even the sun will flicker and die, possibly as soon as a trillion years from now. The lights will be going out, but no one will be there to see it happen. As Plato said, keep the end in mind every day you live, in order to separate the meaningful things from the trivial. Most of all, pondering the universe and the miracle of conception, celebrate the ridiculously impossible odds of having existed at all.