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Every night, as I let my dogs out for a pee, I look up, to look at the stars.
If you just pay attention to them, you can't help but see their beauty.
You can make out the constellations, and by their movements, you realize that this planet is actually moving. It makes me feel so connected to the universe. Watching the layers of clouds surrounding our planet. Seeing the twinkle of a star that possibly burned out thousands of years ago. That light reaches my eye, but the star is gone! Imagine!
Whenever I feel down, and lose faith, in myself, my family and friends, the human race, looking up at the stars builds me up again.
There is so much out there. A whole frigging universe. Millions of lightyears, millions of stars, lasting millions of years.
And all we have is about 5,000 years of history.
It makes me feel small as a human being, and it makes me feel big, being part of that all. We have so much beauty around us. And still, most of us **** each other over for a couple of dollars more.
Those stars up there, they ground me. They hold me together. As we're heading for a new Dark Ages, with wars and disasters, there's hope, only a couple miles above our heads. I can feel it. I would give all I have, every possession, to one day walk among those stars. I really would.
And as I stand there, looking up, humming the theme from "The Right Stuff", my Jack Russell grounds me again, by crapping right next to my shoe.
Sometimes, that is needed also.
I just wanted to share that with you guys.
Don't worry, I'm taking all my medication....
If you just pay attention to them, you can't help but see their beauty.
You can make out the constellations, and by their movements, you realize that this planet is actually moving. It makes me feel so connected to the universe. Watching the layers of clouds surrounding our planet. Seeing the twinkle of a star that possibly burned out thousands of years ago. That light reaches my eye, but the star is gone! Imagine!
Whenever I feel down, and lose faith, in myself, my family and friends, the human race, looking up at the stars builds me up again.
There is so much out there. A whole frigging universe. Millions of lightyears, millions of stars, lasting millions of years.
And all we have is about 5,000 years of history.
It makes me feel small as a human being, and it makes me feel big, being part of that all. We have so much beauty around us. And still, most of us **** each other over for a couple of dollars more.
Those stars up there, they ground me. They hold me together. As we're heading for a new Dark Ages, with wars and disasters, there's hope, only a couple miles above our heads. I can feel it. I would give all I have, every possession, to one day walk among those stars. I really would.
And as I stand there, looking up, humming the theme from "The Right Stuff", my Jack Russell grounds me again, by crapping right next to my shoe.
Sometimes, that is needed also.
I just wanted to share that with you guys.
Don't worry, I'm taking all my medication....
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