Kosmic Consciousness in this Cosmic Web

I watched History Channel's The Universe: Biggest Things In Space the other day. As the narrator describes the cosmic web, I felt a sense of awe, wonder, humility, and insignificance all at the same time. Check out the video to get a sense of what I'm talking about.

See Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, and Part 5

From a cosmological perspective, our petty quarrels, political conflicts, racial biases, religious differences, philosophical and idealistic notions, and sense of individual and collective existence don't seem to have any significance. We live, eat, take shelter, poop, work hard, have sex, experience emotions, beget life, create technology, yearn for meaning and sense of purpose, choose faiths, acquire philosophy... We age... We die.

Once in a while we look up to the sky and reflect on the meaning of it all. Science had gone a long way to change the narrative of our place in the universe. The more we know, the more our minds grow bigger, the more our bodies get smaller. We're now even smaller than quarks. Yet the irony of it all is that we're still the center of this universe. Everything we know and discover (both external and internal) are eternally bounded by the reach of our perceptions and our capacity of extending and interpreting them with tools and abstract knowledge.

Our narratives keep on changing... our consciousness expanding, remembering, awakening, forgetting...

And when everything is said and done even the notion of Kosmic Consciousness seems like a cruel joke. The only honest answer to the question: "Why is there something rather than nothing?" is "I don't know."