There are a few things that always remain the same (as far as our human lifespan is concerned) – the sun will always rise and set, the tides will come in highs and lows, and the moon waxes and wanes. A day passes, and another begins. The waves will always hit the shore. In all, life goes on, and I’m no longer surprised by that.
The world is made by a dizzying multitude of interpretations. Our own little world, along with all its troubles, problems and history, pales in significance compared to all the bustle.