Listen here you fucking shit. You are worthless. You are a nothingth of a nothing on a slightly damp, slightly less negligible rock hurtling through space at a rate of 20,000 miles a second. You are just a tiny little shit that barely even exists, and even on some level to acknowledge your own failure to obtain any sort of meaning. Human life is worthless, just as much so as a collective as is an individual, or rather, a replica. You aren’t unique. You’re a bipedal hairy shit that briefly experiences consciousness on a wet rock in space waiting to die. On that note, there is no god, and therefore no heaven. Death is inevitable and there is nothing on the other side. In a mere 300 years, less than a geological second, all memory of you even will cease to exist. Ponder that over your meals and as you try to sleep with the knowledge of your stark and undeniable insignificance, maggot.