This planet is where all of us who ever were lived and all of us who will ever be will live, and we can’t seem to get along. When my microcosm comes into conflict with yours, we fight. Raise this to a national scale and a war breaks out. Maybe, if we reflect long enough on our inconsequentialness, not only in comparison to the immensity of the universe, but also bearing in mind the length of our existence to the grand flow of time, we might avoid the conflict and live in peace...or not because we're all dipshits, amirite?