history will forget you and all that you have done. What’s worse, the world will forget us as a culture and everything that we’ve accomplished, and the universe will forget the earth, and that it had ever existed. In the end, nothing, the planet, the solar system, the galaxy, all of the probes we’ve sent out into deep space, all of our art, literature, architecture will all vanish.
At my age, I asked this young woman maybe only a couple of years out of high school what the meaning of life is. I didn’t mean it to be taken seriously; if anything, I was hoping to make her smile and maybe chuckle. But, without missing a beat she shot back the answer, “the meaning of life is to give life meaning.”