And as Kant would point out, what luck that we evolved (or were given, depending on your religious inclination) to develop a consciousness capable of understanding and being upset by the tragedy of life; I mean, I don't think my cat thinks these thoughts (I hope my cat does not thinks these thoughts)
it has the characteristics of a comedy. as far as we can see, the universe is extremely empty and cold. on this small rock in a far corner of a random galaxy, just the right conditions arose for inorganic compounds to self-replicate, and after hundreds of millions of years of stable conditions, the ability to feel arose, because it gave the self-replicating organisms a better chance and ability to self-replicate. and just by even more chance, one offshoot of these feeling things gained the knowledge of its fate, 200k years ago. a blink of an eye in cosmic terms. and just when we have reached the pinnacle of our abilities of communication and knowledge in the last 200 years, less than a blink in even terrestrial terms, and the truth of our terrible, terrible circumstances can be truly brought into the light, what can we expect but to completely squander our unique ability to potentially put an end to it all (efilism/ promortalism, I.E. pushing our orbit into the sun or otherwise making earth uninhabitable), including the poor cats who cannot possibly understand their destiny, and all the other quadrillions of current and future feeling creatures whose suffering is significant. its no wonder so many believe in a god, and some an evil god; it is just so preposterous that after all of this, WE, you and I, are the ones who experience it. it is the greatest joke ever conceived. i would laugh if i wasn't crying