Yeah, it’s like we’re all just actors fumbling on a stage, and the audience is the universe laughing or crying at the same time. We stumble, we fall, and then something deeper slips out, like a line from Dostoevsky that somehow fits the mess we made. It’s the absurdity of life, the irony of fate. We call it a joke, but it’s a truth we can’t ignore. And that’s what makes it both tragic and beautiful.