It’s The Little Things That Stop You Going Insane.

I just realized that everyone’s favorite cancer of the planet, humanity, do small and insignificant things to avoid going insane. If you just stop and think, without worrying about your morgatge, kids, job or any number of things that the media is force-feeding you, you slowly realise that you are insignificant and alone in the universe. Sure, alien life might (and this is the big word here, might) come to our planet and visit us and share their technologies with us, and we might (There’s that word again) eventually enjoy a relaxing interstellar cruise to the omicron beta system in the near future, but the odds are just too huge. We know that some planets are definitely not inhabited, and therefore the number of planets with life is a finite number. but there is an infinite amount of space in the universe (presumably) so the finite amount of life divided by the infinte amount of space results in a number that is 1/Infinity. We presumably make up the 0.0000000000000000000000000000…1% along with a group of other lifeforms. If you consider this, we have the smallest possibility of meeting other life along with everything else. Now I’ve realised I’m way off track, and have come to my point. My point is is that we must costantly concentrate on small details instead of everything else in order to avoid an effect similar to that of the Total Perspective Vortex.

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