Beings as an expression of a complex and entropic systems, self-conscious branches that have a limited glimpse of their own being. What a tragedy can be, what an opportunity...

The deep sense of the importance of our own existence is just an illusion that allows us to walk every day to repeat the cycle time and time again.

Is still a mystery to me, why we wake up and live?, why we don´t quit once and for all?, for some, it can be the believe in god but at the end there is the basic self preservation instinct laying at bottom of all the philosophies and believes.