To be human is

to feel your utter

worthlessness amongst

not only the humans

that see you as useful

for just a short time,

but in the scope of the

universe, where you

are but a twist and turn

in the great fields of energy

that make up all things

and to which you will

dissolve in the eons

that stretch from beyond your

trivial forgotten life.


So, if that is really the state of play,

what then should matter

on this delightful sunny day?