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Infinite Space-Time Meets the Monster under My Bed

I invite you to read my essay (click on Essays & Reviews above)  about  the angst I’ve been feeling about my role as a mere dispenser of genetic material, fulfilling the will of a blind and purposeless evolution. Monsieur Pascal apparently had similar trepidations about an immense, largely empty universe (and he didn’t know the half of it, did he).