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Originally Posted by Skybird
It probably needs a Monthy Python state of mind to settle one's own peace deal with an uncaring universe.  |
Or just don't think about it.
All the people I know, all the hobbies I have, all the boats I built, potholes hit, gasoline bought, lasagnas eaten, dodgeballs avoided, traffic sings stolen and peppers raised, my current dog, my late dog, my both living grandmothers and dead grandfathers, every Z, P, J and A's of my life are on this small abused blue marble.
Up there there's nothing I had or will have. No interest to ponder or settle ones own peace deal with an uncaring universe. I have a small caring universe on those 5 green pixels at 149793877 km. Anything else is a waste of neruotransmitters.
Don't get me wrong, I'm interested in astronomy, space travel and anything that will bring us to the stars. It's the phylosophical side of the vast emptynes of space I find unnecessary.
And my mind is always running on Monthy Python mode
