“Somewhere between the here and the now, between the cosmos–both inner and outer–there is an ill defined stretch of road connecting the how and the why…”
“If suddenly we were to see the universe with a universal eye, would we not recognize planets, solar systems, galaxies, and the like, as the many cells of one organism? And might not this organism be, as we ourselves are, a total slacker?”
“Oh, the madness of the multitudes! Each pin-prick of light piercing the night sky vying for an orbit worthy of remembrance! So alike are we, the stars above and the would-be stars of pop-culture, each desperately trying to outshine the other!
“If, however, we were to eschew the cosmic competition for celebrity, would we not burn brighter, shine oh so… Shinier?
“Instead we muddle along in a monochromatic fashion, muting the color palette of life to a tolerable gray scale.”
“For although our journey is far from over, it’s nearly finished. And despite our earnest attempts to evolve, we’re not really trying to grow. And so I ask you, ‘is the starlight finally reaching our eyesight twinkling hello, or flickering its farewell?'”