And yet we all act like we matter. Even atheists refuse to shut up and simply be the bag of chemicals they theorize that they are.
Gee, it’s like we were hardwired to know we matter. Like a benevolent deity wanted us to know that about ourselves.
Sometimes I’m just really humbled and grateful when I think of our Creator…
Unless and until someone proves that consciousness is just some quasi-random chemical process, then even just one conscious being is more surprising and more special than all the dead matter in the universe.