Okay, I’ll admit it. I’m a geek. I get excited when I read the net story on BBC News about a comet that just missed the earth by 50,000 km yesterday – yes, I said it – kilometers – and… I said it again – YESTERDAY.
Or what about the smallest amphibian recently discovered in Papua New Guinea? A frog! Smaller than the size of a a US dime! Can you imagine the skeletal structure of such a creature?
Then we read articles about new telescopes sent into space that surpass our own Hubble and the images that come back are beyond one’s scope of the reality of what lies beyond our humble solar system.
Again, I’m a geek.
Or am I?
I don’t dress, or act like a geek…nor do I commit my life to space exploration and knowing who is this year’s winner of the Nobel prize. These topics simply intrigue me. Hold that thought…they more than intrigue me – they reel me in.
It is a fact that there are more stars in our universe than there are grains of sand on our earth; is this even fathomable? And to each star, there is a solar system in which other planets circle their mother star.
So that leads to the burning question.
Are we alone?
I’d roll my eyes too, to whomever else that would have written this blog.
But the fact is, I wrote this blog. And I believe that our universe is so large and vast – inescapable to words that to fathom that we are alone is childish. Narcissistic, I’d even say. Yet at this point in time we have no other option really to think that we are.
So let’s continue on with the structure that our ancestors, and since, have built to what we know as society and daily life to allow us to get to this point in our existence, where we are privileged enough to be able to ponder our own existence and what we are to make of ourselves.
As the Balinese say: Sin-Ken-Ken, my friend.
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