When you have a question, go watch the sky. Where the sky is the biggest, most dynamic thing (bigger than the mountain, more mercurial than the saltwater) and when you have a question, look up. No matter how perfect and crisp the day, no matter how grey or blue or orange or black the sky, if you watch long enough, you’ll find that it’s moving along. Even when all appears still, it’s constant motion: the earth, the sky, the saccades of your eye. And your brain, incinerating too much precious energy in tremendous, unceasing, uphill fire-&-motion, cobbling together the thinnest, most fragile veneer of the appearance of a world.
When you have a question, go watch the sky.
Ask your question, but as you can see, there is no answer.