In the grand scheme of things, do our emotions, so fleeting and fickle, really matter?
The fact is, time will pass whether or not we understand or accept its nature.
But for the one who understands the nature of the world, this passing might be a lot more painless, perhaps even enjoyable.
This world and its things and people, from whom we seek so much validation from, would also flicker by.
What then, is the value of our emotions and attachments? Is it wise to continue seeking that which will pass, instead of focusing on the things we can actually grasp?
An always within Never, an Infinity within a Moment.
Perhaps that’s what I need to contemplate on.
Along Life's Path 
Except, what we *feel* is all we have that lets us confirmi our existence other than what we tell ourselves in logical argument!