@PhysInHistory Purpose is the morphine we cook up so we can keep walking in a universe that’s indifferent to our existence.
We are mortally wounded animals that mistakes its own screaming for a question.
We’re not aware enough to accept that we invented it to counter the absurdity of being
Notice we are physically blocked from exploring infinity, by the rules of physics. We can’t go to the edge of the universe and see what is beyond.
Likewise, we can’t know the distant past, and most of our memories are fake.
We are clearly in some sort of finite reality that pretends to be infinite