#wholeworldproblems

well, the time comes again when I shall update my blog. No one reads it anyways so might as well blabber on. Anyways, I have been reading quite the interesting novel by michio kaku, titled parallel worlds. In the book we are brought on an adventure not only at a molecular level but also to a universe wide scale. What I have noticed most is that by reading about such things, my life, seems so much more... well small. I'm just an ant in an anthill that sort of thing. Which then makes me contemplate why we give life such little effort, no matter what you believe it life is a gift who knows what for or from who but it most certainly is so prosper while you can for who knows what the universe or universes (multi-verse theory) holds after life. Our reality is relatively insignificant to that of what their can be anyways with such things as paralell universes possible why must we complain about spilled milk? why?