Wow, I have not written for months. Just a fraction of an experience:

I was hanging around and decided to check out a medical university nearby since the door was open. Saw a few halls and a few expositions they had. In one there were like these two huge shelves with glass flanks each about 20 meters long and 3 high filled with human skulls. Now, these were likely real skulls since there was a place and a year written with a black marker on quite some of them.

Now, the ludicrous thing is that, when you think about it, most people in a hundred years won’t be worth anything but those skulls (if even them). Yet we still consider all kinds of trivialities such as gaining more money or thinking what other skulls think of us so significant. Funny.