The universe is nothing but a furtive arrangement of elementary particles. A figure in transition toward chaos. That is what will finally prevail. The human race will disappear. The skies will be glacial and empty, traversed by the feeble light of half-dead stars. Good, evil, morality, sentiments? All that exists is egotism. Cold, intact, and radiant.


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