It Turns Out That I Am the Creator

The universe is so vast, with billions of light-years carrying countless galaxies and celestial bodies. What's the point? Is it the never-ending evolution of matter, or is it the ultimate blueprint that needs to be solved? From the beginning of chaos to the precise structure, the birth and death of stars is like a mysterious movement, but the meaning behind it is difficult for me to understand. Seeing the city lights, mountains and rivers, and thinking about all things: "What is the meaning of existence of all things in the world, from magnificent mountains and rivers to flowers, plants, fish and birds? Do they follow the laws of nature to thrive, or do they each have a unique mission, and are they as small as dust and affecting the process of the universe?" What does it mean to be a human being in this vast universe and among all things? We are busy every day pursuing a career and a comfortable life, but is this the ultimate goal? Do we have the gift of thinking, emotion and creation just to enjoy worldly pleasures and accumulate wealth? "The silver chain is broken, the golden jar is broken, the jar is broken at the fountain, the water wheel is broken at the mouth of the well; dust returns to the earth, and the spirit returns to God who gave it. Vanity of vanities, says the preacher, vanity is all things." - The Bible "Life in this world is only an illusory enjoyment." - Quran "All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such." - "Diamond Sutra" "It's just a dream, but it's not a dream. It's a dream in a dream, and it's a dream after you wake up. And when you have a great awareness, you know it's a big dream." - "Zhuangzi, Qiwu Lun" "This world is like a bubble in a dream, like lightning in the morning dew, fleeting." - "Bhagavad Gita"