231219 What I learned in my studies this morning 4

Even dust loom large.
My time in this world wanes, falls.
I am a flyspeck.

Today's Meditation(s):

The time of stars in our universe is billions of years. And yet, when all the stars are gone, black holes will exist for trillions of years more. Everything we see is not only old beyond our comprehension, but even it is just a blip in the scale of the universe?*

I'm not important to the universe. Neither to the world. Nor are you. Nor are any of us.

If there's a meaning to life, it's one I make for myself. And it means something only to me. And either that's enough or I will be disappointed. There's no third option.

External objects and goals are always subject to thwarting, loss, decline and degeneration. Any importance I place there is a mistake. Look inside instead.