What if the most rational, natural thing is that there is a god who created everything? What if the notion that God is dead is the big lie? What if there is a purpose for our life and it’s bigger than our seemingly natural desires? What if every person that ever lived, for however long or short, captured by light and chemicals or not, mattered? What if putting all our eggs in the one basket that we’ve named science doesn’t even explain the half of what this whole thing is about?
Ask me tomorrow, but not today.