Supporting a sacrilegious sanctuary, scientific society, and solace for Southern secularists.

I exist. I do not need a cosmic scheme. I am at peace with my own insignificance on a cosmic scale. Personally I seek happiness. Happiness is a vague term but any combination of definitions will mostly suffice. I enjoy peace and laughter. I enjoy friendship and love. And when I die, I die. I will have an impact on my immediate sphere of influence, but as we broaden that sphere, my influence regresses into infinitismal smallness. At the galactic level it is not even in the same reality. Eventually the sun will die. Prior to death it will most likely grow to a size which will engulf the Earth. No memory, no accomplishment, no life here will have evidence remaining of their existence. And the universe will have forgotten me, just as we do not remember the atoms in the cells of our skin which flake off daily. But the universe existed for 14 billion years prior to my existence. I don't think it is that strange to picture it without me once again.