Incredible, indeed.

I exist. I am real. Conscious, too. Nothing else matters. Because I feel alive. In a cosmos that makes me significant and insignificant. All at the same time. I am blessed. Knowing beyond a doubt. That I am a speck. In a gigantic cosmos. With an infinite number of life forms. A clutter, so to speak. And though I am only a grain of sand. I am privileged. By knowing. That I exist consciously. Able to grasp and savor the impossible. By feeling alive and in love. Incredible, indeed. --Jim Broede