The feeling one gets from observing and thinking of cosmic scale events, and the feeling one gets from eating a really good risotto, and the feeling one gets fr

The feeling one gets from observing and thinking of cosmic scale events, and the feeling one gets from eating a really good risotto, and the feeling one gets from watching through a microscope as a paramecium goes about the business of survival... they're all rich and meaningful in their own way. The existence of one doesn't diminish the meaning of the others. As an addendum: you may not realize that your response - in a roundabout and somewhat ironic way - serves to support the argument you are responding to. Here we are, learning of a planet getting swallowed up by a star, and yet the focus of your argument? The ego of one of those insignificant little humans that are dwarfed in scale by those cosmic events.