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Every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. And, the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand. It really is the most poetic thing I know about physics. You are all stardust. You couldn’t be here if stars hadn’t exploded, because the elements – the carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, iron, all the things that matter for evolution and for life – weren’t created at the beginning of time. They were created in the nuclear furnaces of the stars, and the only way for them to get into your body is if those stars were kind enough to explode. So, forget God. The stars died so that you could be here today.

Lawrence M. Krauss (via troubled)

Always reblog.

chasitystar:

lolfunk:

toocooltobehipster:

eddieisasupersaiyan:

iamnotadirtygod:

A spanish designer Martin Azua has designed an Awesome Urn  which Will Turn You into a Tree After You Die

His urn is made from coconut shell, compacted peat and cellulose and inside it contains the seed of a tree.
Once your remains have been placed into the urn, it can be planted and then the seed germinates and begins to grow. You even get the choice to pick the type of plant you would like to become, depending on the kind of planting space you prefer.




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I would love to have this done. I still dont know what kind of tree, but a big beautiful one. Society will look at me and say, “So beautiful” and I’d be like, “Thanks, you should have seen me when I was alive”

“Thanks, you should have seen me when I was alive” LOL.

i think i like this..

Y E S P L E A S E!!! 

chasitystar:

lolfunk:

toocooltobehipster:

eddieisasupersaiyan:

iamnotadirtygod:

A spanish designer Martin Azua has designed an Awesome Urn  which Will Turn You into a Tree After You Die

His urn is made from coconut shell, compacted peat and cellulose and inside it contains the seed of a tree.

Once your remains have been placed into the urn, it can be planted and then the seed germinates and begins to grow. You even get the choice to pick the type of plant you would like to become, depending on the kind of planting space you prefer.

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I would love to have this done. I still dont know what kind of tree, but a big beautiful one. Society will look at me and say, “So beautiful” and I’d be like, “Thanks, you should have seen me when I was alive”

“Thanks, you should have seen me when I was alive” LOL.

i think i like this..

Y E S P L E A S E!!! 

aristela:

The Most Astounding Fact (Neil DeGrasse Tyson) (by MaxSchlick)

Astrophysicist Dr. Neil DeGrasse Tyson was asked by a reader of TIME magazine, “What is the most astounding fact you can share with us about the Universe?” This is his answer.

And this is why I love science with all my heart.  All the matter and energy that makes up me, a living breathing person, has existed since the beginning of the Universe. When I die, everything that makes up me will continue to be part of the Universe.  We are not lost, we just change.

unapproachableblackchicks:

Wangari Maathai, the first African Woman to win a Nobel Peace Prize passed away today (September 25, 2011) after a battle with cancer. May she rest in peace.

unapproachableblackchicks:

Wangari Maathai, the first African Woman to win a Nobel Peace Prize passed away today (September 25, 2011) after a battle with cancer. May she rest in peace.

You want a physicist to speak at your funeral. You want the physicist to talk to your grieving family about the conservation of energy, so they will understand that your energy has not died. You want the physicist to remind your sobbing mother about the first law of thermodynamics; that no energy gets created in the universe, and none is destroyed. You want your mother to know that all your energy, every vibration, every Btu of heat, every wave of every particle that was her beloved child remains with her in this world. You want the physicist to tell your weeping father that amid energies of the cosmos, you gave as good as you got.

And at one point you’d hope that the physicist would step down from the pulpit and walk to your brokenhearted spouse there in the pew and tell him that all the photons that ever bounced off your face, all the particles whose paths were interrupted by your smile, by the touch of your hair, hundreds of trillions of particles, have raced off like children, their ways forever changed by you. And as your widow rocks in the arms of a loving family, may the physicist let her know that all the photons that bounced from you were gathered in the particle detectors that are her eyes, that those photons created within her constellations of electromagnetically charged neurons whose energy will go on forever.

And the physicist will remind the congregation of how much of all our energy is given off as heat. There may be a few fanning themselves with their programs as he says it. And he will tell them that the warmth that flowed through you in life is still here, still part of all that we are, even as we who mourn continue the heat of our own lives.

And you’ll want the physicist to explain to those who loved you that they need not have faith; indeed, they should not have faith. Let them know that they can measure, that scientists have measured precisely the conservation of energy and found it accurate, verifiable and consistent across space and time. You can hope your family will examine the evidence and satisfy themselves that the science is sound and that they’ll be comforted to know your energy’s still around. According to the law of the conservation of energy, not a bit of you is gone; you’re just less orderly. Amen.

Aaron Freeman “You Want A Physicist To Speak at your Funeral”

(source: npr)

“We who mourn continue the heat of our own lives”. Damn.

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Oh, just perfect and wonderful and makes me want to cryinagoodway.

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maytrees:

lovewalk:

Etta James - At Last

RIP 

My favourite song of hers that I love to sing. Goodbye Etta, and thank you for all the music.

therotund:

karmaplus:

Our story is the story of the universe. Every piece of everyone, of everything you love and everything you hate, of the thing you hold most precious, was assembled by the forces of nature in the first few minutes of the life of the universe, transformed in the hearts of the stars or created in their fiery deaths.

And when you die, those pieces will be returned to the universe in the endless cycle of death and rebirth. What a wonderful thing it is to be part of that universe. And what a story, what a majestic story.

Professor Brian Cox, Wonders of the Universe.

Yessssss

Another Godless Goddess: My Thoughts - Why Being Insignificant Doesn't Matter

helvetebrann:

Yesterday, I posted a picture with the subtext suggesting that we are completely insignificant in the grand scheme of the world. After posting it, I thought a lot about how the image might affect people. You see, I realize that a lot of people have a hard time accepting that they are insignificant…

We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones. Most people are never going to die because they are never going to be born. The potential people who could have been here in my place but who will in fact never see the light of day outnumber the sand grains of Arabia. Certainly those unborn ghosts include greater poets than Keats, scientists greater than Newton. We know this because the set of possible people allowed by our DNA so massively exceeds the set of actual people. In the teeth of these stupefying odds it is you and I, in our ordinariness, that are here.

Richard Dawkins, Unweaving the Rainbow (via magiclasso)

thedailywhat:

Morbid Curiosity of the Day: “Death industry worker” Caitlin Doughty — an LA-based mortician and writer — fields questions from death-mystified viewers in “Ask a Mortician”: A new web series that aims to “bring mortality back into culture.”

[clusterflock.]

This is awesome and funny and very informative.

(Source: thedailywhat)