Can't get away from it. Knowledge is a moth. It sits on a tree and doesn't care, nor does it make any sense, not really. But it's fine.
Those of us who remain unknown and anonymous know a simple truth: The world doesn't care. With this knowledge we can despair or celebrate. It still doesn't care.
So some of us believe in a God that cares, because otherwise is pure cynicism and disillusionment. Only God is a big enough concept to hold all the discoveries to be made in life while having a social and spiritual face of caring.