The beauty of this world where almost everyone was gone. If hell is other people, what is a world with almost no people in it? Perhaps soon humanity would simply flicker out, but Kirsten found this thought more peaceful than sad. So many species had appeared and later vanished from this earth; what was one more? How many people were even left now?
Kirsten reflects on a desolate world that has lost nearly all its inhabitants, contemplating the beauty found in this emptiness. She considers the idea that if hell is created by the presence of others, then a world with few remaining people might offer a peaceful respite. This leads her to think about the impermanence of humanity, viewing its potential extinction as a natural event rather than a tragedy.
The extinction of one species among countless others is seen as insignificant in the grand scheme of life on Earth. Rather than mourn the loss of humanity, Kirsten finds solace in the thought that many life forms have come and gone throughout history. The dwindling number of survivors prompts her to question the current state of the world and the fleeting nature of existence.
