Perspective

Have a look at this

http://htwins.net/scale2/

helps us realize how insignificant we may be in the grand scheme of things.

(thinking about it, I now know what the grand scheme of things looks like)

I would love to one day know what is on the far right of 10 27.0 (the furthest you can scroll out)

any thoughts?

can we truly be alone?

Before we venture into metaphysics, or spiral down into a futile debate adroit of religious perceptions. Existence whether randomly spawning out of void, or meticulously designed by the hands of an oblivious divinity. . . .is - breath taking when put on a scale from microscopic to macroscopic, when represented as such.

Insignificant? That depends. If we are alone, then we are the only legacy of this. . shoreless cosmic ocean, this universe. The existence of life on the Planet Earth makes, our existence makes us all the more significant. All that the universe has to show for itself is. . .us! Should life cease to exist, the universe will not even notice. Stars will form from nebula's, burn through it's fuel for billions of years and then die on itself exploding into a nova, a supernova, or a hyper-nova. Certain stars will form into nebula's, which are the remnants of the material of the stars. And the exceptionally large stars will form black holes. And those blackholes through their strong gravity field pull stars into a formation and form various types of galaxies. The universe will continue to do what it does best - carry on.

Our existence is a lot more than significant. We beautify the inanimate star dust. Though, if one thinks that he/she is truly alone along with the rest of the humanity and the remaining species. Then is the space just not too big to get lost in? Trapped on a chunk of rock revolving around a ball of fire? Day and night, right or wrong? Up and down? Life or death? Job? education? feeding? what does any of that matter? All of existence is then rendered . . .random. It would be worth fearing if all that exists is without a purpose. But we do insist on finding a purpose in everything, don't we? It is the only logical and sensible resort available to us.

Dive too deep into it and things will start to go blur, faster than we'd be able to fathom, comprehend. The human capacity is limited to accepting only that which can be evaluated by analysis. And the universe thrives on irony, apparently.

Though, thank you for the link. Personally being interested in astronomy and metaphysics, it was a delight.

I thank you too, it was very interesting Haha, like a meditation I used to preach to my (poor)friends. I enjoy these posts for change and you two brought a breath of freshness around here.

This remind me of a thought came to me in grade four or five after I learned about the structure of atom: I right away inferred how similar it is to the one of solar system. Even though everyone laughed at me then, a little boy, I knew I was into something. I realized the vastness and incomprehensibility yet the compactness and knowing it all, via your DNA imprint.
The other thing is when later on I studied about history and biology I was amazed about the mirror affect of Ontogeny and Phylogeny and how the first Recapitulates the later. Everything is reversed and reflect in all sides, from the speck to enormous like two mirror extending to infinity.
maybe as Leibniz said about the knowledge or morality, they're already imprinted in "Monads" . Once in auditorium the professor said: morality is like a baseball zone, we do not discover them. I questioned him otherwise, that on the contrary we do, we bit by bit through the experience found the best and the most exact spot for it. Like in "Feng Shui" the exactness of the space is already there we only discover them. Or in architecture we do not invent the tensional integrity (tensegrity)of the structures we invent, we simply discover them. The universe is compact in all its vastness and known, in all its unknowable-ness. And beauty is the resultant of our observation only because it is in us, we "recognize" them from within; something utterly outer yet intimately innate, as it is, and always have been, in the eyes of beholder.