We've been separating and constituting and re-constituting for only 13 billion years or so.  Say we're a synapse for some other awareness, not even a universe, and some flash became us and not only we non-existant, we're just part of some play, only eons of wisdom and laughter, on many different planes and places writ larger than anyone can see or imagine.  

A Writer is what we really wonder about then. More so, an actor is involved.  An actor that has to be open and aware or who cares what they impart to us by virtue of their passion.  That awareness is us and everything else, all being equal, literally equal.

As for the Writer, can't go there.  Don't mean to, either.

All I say is, "Kuut nuu."