I've not read Spinoza, but this idea has for most of my life seemed fairly self-evident. Something clearly seems to exist, I'm not the biggest most important thing in the something, though I am a part of it. Do I believe in God? Not per se - but I do believe there is something incomprehensibly larger than I am, and that in and of itself deserves a little respect and contemplation.
My religious parents didn't see it that way of course.
You might think you do, but the stock market is wholly price controlled. Even the Great Recession will never happen again. The market is controlled by huge banks and hedge funds using HFT algorithms and dark pools. Price means nothing and big drops are in any case performative.
The following weeks will demonstrate this, as the bounce(s) will take back the great majority of the perceived losses. Behind the scenes, of course, these same institutions love being given the opportunity to display this performative disapproval, as they make untold fortunes using the stock market as their own personal pump and dump.