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likeafieldmouse:

Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us.

On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar”, every “supreme leader”, every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there—on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot.

Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.

The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.

It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. 

—Carl Sagan, Pale Blue Dot

I am rendered speechless with love for this piece of writing, every time I read it.

maggiemunkee:

secretlyscully:

god-tier-vriska:

maxistentialist:

More about the Hubble Ultra-Deep Field.

sometimes i think about how mind-bogglingly huge the universe is and-

 

Hubble LITERALLY saw the aftermath of the big bang right there.  LITERALLY.  Like, that galaxy that shouldn’t exist thanks to modern physics and its laws?  It did exist, trillions of years ago.  It probably doesn’t exist anymore.  HUBBLE IS A TIME MACHINE.  It can see into the past and tell us what has come before.

ALL THANKS TO SCIENCE!

I think about the scope of the universe and how light and distance affect time and it gets so overwhelming I cry. Part of it is because it makes me feel like my life is so small and that earth is this lonely little planet full of people who are (on the whole) desperate to know more about the whys and hows of things.

I get ridiculously sad when I think about how the mars rover is going to stay there and never come back to earth (tears already) and that it could very well develop ai on its own and feel so abandoned.

Part of it is because it makes me realize that my life on earth is important and precious and that I need to make the best of what I have.

And i’m dead sober. If I think about these things when i’m high I just sob and choke out unintelligible sounds.

I have no words to express the magnificence of this.

apiphile:

rosalarian:

nerdaliztix:

wow this is quite powerful

Amazing!

oh wow this is beautiful and accurate and really, really eloquent.

I love when I read something and it turns out to be totally unexpected.

apodyopiss:

“How can a three-pound mass of jelly that you can hold in your palm imagine angels, contemplate the meaning of infinity, and even question its own place in the cosmos? Especially awe inspiring is the fact that any single brain, including yours, is made up of atoms that were forged in the hearts of countless, far-flung stars billions of years ago. These particles drifted for eons and light-years until gravity and change brought them together here, now. These atoms now form a conglomerate- your brain- that can not only ponder the very stars that gave it birth but can also think about its own ability to think and wonder about its own ability to wonder. With the arrival of humans, it has been said, the universe has suddenly become conscious of itself. This, truly, it the greatest mystery of all.”― V.S. Ramachandran, The Tell-Tale Brain: A Neuroscientist’s Quest for What Makes Us Human

apodyopiss:

“How can a three-pound mass of jelly that you can hold in your palm imagine angels, contemplate the meaning of infinity, and even question its own place in the cosmos? Especially awe inspiring is the fact that any single brain, including yours, is made up of atoms that were forged in the hearts of countless, far-flung stars billions of years ago. These particles drifted for eons and light-years until gravity and change brought them together here, now. These atoms now form a conglomerate- your brain- that can not only ponder the very stars that gave it birth but can also think about its own ability to think and wonder about its own ability to wonder. With the arrival of humans, it has been said, the universe has suddenly become conscious of itself. This, truly, it the greatest mystery of all.”
― V.S. Ramachandran, The Tell-Tale Brain: A Neuroscientist’s Quest for What Makes Us Human

Dear me

I know you are feeling frustrated, old, useless and stressed beyond belief right now, but I wanted to remind you of something, something that might put an unwell partner, flooded bathrooms, cockroach infestations and delayed house-moves into perspective. Because I think you need some perspective right now. I am going to tell you something amazing, something that has been figured out by far, far greater minds than mine.

Here is is what I want you to remember:

Every single atom in your body is as old as the Universe. Every part of your amazing brain  has existing since the beginning of time. The calcium that allows your muscles to move makes up your bones, the iron in your blood, the salt in tears, every atom of every neurotransmitter that allows every thought, every movement, has always been.  And when you die, everything that made up you will continue to be.

Think of that…everything you are has always been and will always be. When you die and begin to change and lose this form, who knows what the iron in your blood and the calcium in muscles will go on to be?  What adventures of existence will happen to all those atoms?

But here, right now, you are a piece of the Universe that knows its self.

You are a piece of the Universe that knows it exists.

Can you even grasp how amazing that is?  In all the history of time, this is only time that all these particles and atoms and elements will take this form, will be you.

You, along with every self aware animal, are for a short time, a part of the Universe that is thinking about its self.

You are part of the Universe speaking to its self. When you danced, you were part of the Universe dancing. When you cried, you were part of the Universe crying. None of these things can be undone or unmade, even when you as a person have passed out of living memory. How can you not find that incredible?

So, yes, you are old, as old as time, and the atoms and particles that make you today have knocked about a bit.  And lets not forget that age means experience, and given just how old you are, you have experience to cope with all this (very) temporary inconvenience. You have been in the heart of a star, so this is nothing.

Oh and one last thing - remember to be kind to yourself, and to all the other pieces of the Universe who are thinking, crying, laughing, hurting, and struggling to figure out how to be.

I love you. You can do this.