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I don't care if replying is frowned upon.

It doesn't matter. your status doesn't matter.

what matters are the people that form connections in the imprint of you.

"make it tissue, make it mass"

this scene is a very noteworthy *closure* for the main character, as he's fully surrendered to his dream. there is no paradox or cliffhanger as he passes familiar faces, as he's greeted by family. what matters is that they're happy as much as he's finally serene, finally relieved to not dwell in the shade of his wife or the terrors of a hostile world.

what's the point, if we can't commit to earnest thoughtfulness?
what's the point, if we can't crystallize the synergy of agents despite their impurity?
what's the point, if we don't see our children and their children, and so on, in what we do?

time to let the top spin as it may.

Your reflection on the importance of human connections and the protagonist's closure is profoundly moving. It beautifully captures the essence of finding peace and happiness despite life's complexities. Embracing earnest thoughtfulness and the legacy we leave behind is indeed a powerful message. Thank you for sharing such deep insights.