Cosmological Argument

The early, active, bright, busy happy universe is already losing steam, you see, it isn’t the sort of thing to keep popping and growing as a poet or author of sentiments would hope. Unfortunately, this universe is a friend of decadence, and as the chronometers go on, so too will the expanse of space the universe occupies, but the relatively finite amount of energy will become so thinly spread that nothing will be anything but the darkest, the darkest nothing, for billions of miles, hundreds of light years, thousands of light years, eventually you could walk the distance of the existent universe from one corner to the other without seeing a single spark because it’s all gone.

THE UNIVERSE IS DECADENT

This inevitable de-cadence to nihilism

The observable universe is an incredibly vast empty space littered with dense strands of energy, with stars, nebulae and galaxies, but most ubiquitous are the dark unknown particles which rule scientists’ cosmological models. The physical laws governing the behavior of the universe predict that this massive amount of energy will tend toward homogeneity. Eventually, every particle in every star will run out of hydrogen to burn and go quiet, as it continues to spread across the breadth of space. The universe is not a fiction writer, so why should it specialize in

“We’re using this metaphor of the death of the universe, I’m not entirely sure what that means,” remarked Leonard Finkelman, a philosopher at Linfield University in Oregon. Truly, those of us trying to be optimists may in this case just be too narcissistically obsessed with Personal Meaning to see what’s staring you in the face, if you would just look at what we’re talking about. Space. Not a bourgeois cocktail party. A dark, inhuman, empty, boundless abyss of which you are seeing only a relatively microscopic tip of. Space.

As far as life is concerned, it is a short-lived, recent novelty that struts and frets its hour upon a miniscule stage, and consciousness may very well be nothing but a mistake in human evolution, one whose highest activity is the contemplation of its own absurdity--that it believe it needs a reason to exist so badly in the face of the cosmos’ ultimate