Do you think it isn't? Like maybe because we're taught that there are stars and galaxies, that we see them? Maybe we didn't see them when we were so young and they just became this mass illusion for generations!? That it's been known forever how horrible existence is and so there's these continual collective fantasies to offset all the pain and suffering and make you think it's worth holding on for another day, because there's at least one little thing that makes us happy enough for a minute?