contemplating the universe

while reading about the big bang singularity and the big crunch singularity, it is unthinkable that i, a conscious self, exist to marvel at the beauty of the universe while the universe simply exists without any consciousness of its own existence and beauty and yet it begets me, a conscious being, to think about it, to contemplate it, without true understanding.

that in my opinion proves that God must exist to render the whole thing a meaning.