I don't know if I believe in God or not. The universe we live in appears to be nothing more than part of a single explosion that's probably taking place within a infinitely larger universe we'll never see or know about and probably only being perceived as like one second by any life form(s) that exist(s) out there in that larger, other universe, which may itself be just like a speck in a dew drop of another, even universe or something. It just seems silly to me at this point believe that whatever else may be out there so much as knows that we exist or created us intentionally, let alone is intimately involved in our daily affairs. That just seems preposterous to me. We, to anything else that may be out there, are almost certainly not even perceived at all. We're just like billions of microscopic organisms that exist within a speck (our planet) that are born, live, and die in miniscule, imperceptible fractions of a second to whatever it is that may be out there, if anything. We just don't want to admit that our existence is pointless and that we'll never even begin to know the nature of everything is all because it's a depressing realization.
That's my opinion.
