Our brains may never be able to comprehend why we’re here

We exist within an infinite timeline, dropped into something we can never fully grasp. If we try to zoom out, we could do so indefinitely. If we try to zoom in, the depth is just as endless. Nothing is truly permanent, and nothing is truly infinite—except, perhaps, nothingness itself.

Who’s to say our universe isn’t just one of many? A temporary anomaly that, like all things, will one day cease to exist. But if nothingness is the only true constant, why does it seem to “allow” something to exist within it? Why does the void generate complexity?

It feels like we are part of an experiment—an endless trial and error of numbers, probabilities, and variations. The real question isn’t just what this is, but why it is. And if we ever truly understood the purpose of it all, if we ever uncovered the “goal” of this experiment, wouldn’t we be erased instantly? Wouldn’t that knowledge compromise the integrity of whatever this is?

Maybe the paradox is that we’re meant to keep searching but never actually find the answer. Because the moment we do, the system collapses, resets, or evolves into something even more unknowable.