Yes and No. It always was crazy. I do not know what purpose we could possibly serve in the universe. Nothing makes sense. Of course the whack jobs think there is a purpose, a higher calling, some scam cult idea to sell. I think there is a strong possibility we are just some nightmare that an otherworldly organism had after eating too much garlic or drinking too much absinthe.

So, when is death? Probably nothing but a burp in flying out of the esophagus of said otherworldly organism and/or being, the nature of said being I do not know. Nor do I have need for that information. I’m just a burp in time.

PS: Fuck Donald Trump and his cohorts.