The Gone World

by Tom Sweterlitsch

You can hide a long time when no one’s looking.”

The totality of human endeavor is nothing when set against the stars.

Existence was a matter of chance, of probability, as infinite futures became one observed present.

Everyone’s critical flaw is that we believe in our own existence, until we’re shown otherwise.

There is no design. The universe isn’t kind or cruel. The universe is vast and indifferent to our desires.