There is no clear reason for human existence, but there is one for death.
Death is clear, traceable, and inevitable.
All coincidences converge into death.
As the title of the work says, it is something written by a mentally ill author who lets himself go in various ways.
There is no detailed basis, it just relies on the author's meager basic scientific knowledge and some pseudoscience, which cannot withstand scrutiny.
This article is the product of the author's random thoughts when his mind was empty. It is for you to read and enjoy in your spare time.
Purpose: To explore the meaning of human existence