We were born. We live. And we die.
We are told it's what's in between the birth and death that matters, how we live. But does it really matter? Or does it only matter because we want it to matter? Or are we just another person in the species of humans who were born, lived and then died, and are now forgotten?
We think we are unique and individual, but aren't we just like everyone else? Isn't our story the same as all those before? Summarized in eight words? The same story as the 100 billion people before us and the 7 billion here today?