Trees will keep growing, the wind will keep blowing and we won’t matter in time. We don’t really matter that much now. Taking life or ourselves too seriously, or the words once pronounced that the wind blows away, are insignificant because the world will keep turning.
Nothing really matters in the big picture. Let us think about that, and all our problems are reduced to nothing. We are selfish beings who believe we are somewhat important, we are not. We are here today and tomorrow we are gone.
We may live on in others for a while, but after a few generations nobody will care or remember.
Nothing really matters…