I have a tattered photocopy of a comic I found about 20 years ago (at least)in a counter culture comic book belonging to a friend of mine.

I'll try to keep the explanation brief.

A crack space pilot is revving his engines (or whatever space pilots do) ready for takeoff from earth. He is going for the universe speed record. He flies off into the universe going faster & faster and finally he sees these signs posted up in mid-vacuum, (as opposed to mid-air) saying "Wrong Way", "Go Back" "You have reached the end of the universe" etc. But he can't stop because he is going incredibly fast.

Next thing he burst through some sort of force field-y barrier and lands soemwhere. The last frame of the comic shows a very old man with a long white beard bending down in his lounge room to pick this tiny space-ship shaped object off the floor. "Another one", he says. "Oh well, I'll just put it up here on the mantlepiece with the others". And you can see a fish-tank thing up on a pedestal where the space ship came from.

That's the answer to Life, The Universe, & Everything as far as I am concerned. We are just goldfish in God's living room.

Helen