The universe is profoundly indifferent to individual beliefs and desires and philosophies. Why you would imagine it otherwise? Life is far too brief, existence is meaningless and the universe has no purpose. This universe is a pretty grim place, but that does not mean it has to be dull and boring. Each of us is here for a comparative instant then we are gone. The universe doesn’t notice us when we are here and it certainly does not miss us when we are gone. We’re nothing but unified arrangements of atoms and particles, drifting around enjoying consciousness every now and then for a second or so before splitting up to become bits and pieces of trees and stars and french fries. Those companion particles continue drifting though the cosmos, enjoying a kind of fragmented immortality. When you clump together more or less accidentally it might be a part of a rock or another person.. or a french fry.