Sin is a serious word, no doubt in that. We're flawed because of our human nature.
In the end, we - individualistically made unique - do matter. And if everything disappears into dust, why do we do such great things?
Why should we love? Why should we aspire to achieve our desires? If it's going to be dust anyways?
And we as humans have such intelligence and characteristics.
How is this all possible?
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