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twentyeightsuns · 1 year ago
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apple blossomed trees / roots with the birds
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twentyeightsuns · 1 year ago
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flowers ranging from teeny tiny to even as large as 6ft
hey don’t cry. trees grow out of the ground.
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twentyeightsuns · 1 year ago
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something that always helps me whenever i am feeling unmotivated or resentful towards my studies (mostly because of the toxicity surrounding the competitive nature of the exams i am preparing for) is pausing for a sec and wondering how exactly the particular concept came to be in front of me. how many nights did the Curies spend awake discussing the whys and hows of radioactivity? how exactly did Henry and Raoult think of solvents exerting pressure differently in different cases? did Franklin have to worry about fighting patriarchy besides working on her discovery? did Stefan/Boltzmann ever know we'd be able to calculate the temperature of the Sun? did they know their passion and their love for their respective subjects would be influencing millions of lives down the road? did they? and so i take another breath, mutter a thank you w my head up and continue.
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twentyeightsuns · 1 year ago
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Pale Blue Dot
"Consider again 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. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known."
- Carl Sagan on " Pale Blue Dot", a photograph of earth taken by NASA's Voyager1 on February 14,1990.
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