Life is wayyy to weird and wayyy to complex and ohh God do i love it

Like its wild how im typing this on a piece of multiple metals aranged in a specific way to show light waves which consist of electrons which don't really exist they're waves and those waves are made of even smaller waves which are sooo small and so far apart that actually people are like 99% air and this is all based on math out of all things. And like this air is making this thing called fan fiction which is a story based on a story and all of these stories are made up from molecules and even more waves moving inside these brain things and like it goes on and on.

Thinking about this makes me feel really small and really big at the same time and also empty and full of some weird feeling which is undescribable like tf how does this work and why? Will we ever know?