…..his welfare didn’t matter anymore…..her welfare didn’t matter anymore…..it was only THEIR welfare that mattered anymore, and nothing else in this small world of ours really amounted to a smattering of shit compared to their well-being and the divergent paths they would forge into the future long after his body had been incinerated and pursuantly donated to the four winds for ultimate dispersal, only to blow away and eventually settle into the third planet from the Sun’s topsoil, henceforth to serve as a trifling amount of fertilizer which future generations of earthlings might find helpful in growing the crops they will desperately need to survive, if not thrive. And that, then, that Lilliputian inconsequential contribution, shall remain behind as his eternal, culminating gift to mankind and the only evidence that he ever existed as a living creature in a Universe practically bereft of same. Life in the universe we human beings inhabit is not just rare. It is so unfathomably scant and meaningless that to call us a dinky sidebar when compared to all of the inorganic matter and antimatter and dark matter and dark energy and God only knows what else theoretical physicists can dream up in their fertile minds would stretch the truth outlandishly and be the epitome of hubris…..
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