Every year – maybe every month – we read about new aspects of our ever-expanding knowledge of the universe. Of creation. And as this knowledge expands, even though our ability to comprehend the wonders of existence expands with it, our actually position in that universe, at least for those who ponder it, becomes infinitesimally small. Much of humanity has no day-to-day conception of how small and therefore how ineffectual and unimportant our race, much less individuals, are in the grand scheme.
For those who do, some are able to accept it and move on. Many take comfort in the accepted concept of “God,” and gain at least a marginally more important status thereby. But a few, desperate and unmoored, look for something different. This story is about them. (CONTINUED)