It's definitely interesting, but I don't get how this kind of thing doesn't make other people feel a kind of intense sadness.

It's like the intersection of the insignifigance and smallness of my own individual existence + the immense scale of time to underscore that fact + the fact that even all the things that are spectacular and powerful also meet the same kinda end as me.

Something about the 58 billion trillion trillion trillion trillion years last black hole thing just bums me out.