I am so scared for life and the universe to end, the imagination of it makes me want to throw up.
I don't care that it's a long time until the universe is supposed to be ending. I care about that it will happen. I don't want everything to die in the end, I want stuff to be fine in the end. Where is calmness in all of this? Is the base of everything terror, fire and craziness? What sense does it make to meditate, if I have an actual reason to freak out?
Are all of these theories just soft assumptions or are people kind of sure that EVERYTHING will end? I can't handle it, I feel sick.