Perspective And The Journey.


Our Universe is unimaginably large.
Tendrils of galaxies spreading out in every direction as far as the eye can see. Hundreds of millions in every direction. Some estimates suggest there could be 500 billion galaxies in our universe. Each galaxy contains hundreds of billions of stars.

Many now believe our universe is but one in an ever-expanding multiverse of limitless size and age.

We live our lives on a mote of material small beyond definition.
How do we square this reality? How do we keep things in perspective? What’s the point really? We are just specks on a speck.

Organized human civilization is maybe 20,000 years old. The industrial revolution only two hundred years old, we believed 100 years ago our galaxy was the universe.

Our understanding of reality has come far yet it’s just a pinpoint on an infinite scale of knowledge.

The point I guess is the journey, keeping our existence in perspective, staying humble and keep pushing the envelope of our knowledge.

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