By Guillermo Cides
We are made of atoms and matter from the universe. Our lives are a coincidence among billions of possibilities, and those of us who have existed are privileged. Chosen by random chance or by some god to exist. From this point of view, my birthday and everyone’s birthday is the birthday of the matter of the universe. It is the continuation of your existence, and even after existing, you will remain an invisible part of the whole.
Thanks for the greetings; they make my DNA vibrate.
G.C.