I liked this recent Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal:
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I remember a conversation about HP Lovecraft’s brand of horror, and how much of the horror revolved around how small and insignificant humanity seemed compared to the gods of Lovecraft’s universe.
Someone replied, how important do we really need to be? Do we really need to have a role in the grand narrative of the universe to feel meaningful? Do we have to be at the center of God’s attention to be satisfied? Can’t we make our own meaning from the role we play in our families, professions and communities?