Tenth Speed Writer
Cirosan
When I first saw the Pale Blue Dot YTMND, I shed a tear in wonder whilst in the midst of an epiphany. And midway through it, as it began to address the nature of human aggression, I found myself murmuring, "What rough beast, its hour come round at last, slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?"
Gazing up at the stars after that epiphany... No feeling can ever match that. It is sorrow and contentment, grief and acceptance all at once, and for a brief and fleeting moment, you feel at one with all that is and ever will be.
However, I must counteract everything zen I've said with a far more disturbing message: Idiots, for lack of a better term, have created knock-offs of the Pale Blue Dot YTMND to promote their own agendas. The most insulting of all of these is this one.
I feel compelled to bring that to your attention because I must remind everyone that we are not the only ones in more ways than one.
Besides, its good for a cheap laugh filled with pity for the ignorant.
Gazing up at the stars after that epiphany... No feeling can ever match that. It is sorrow and contentment, grief and acceptance all at once, and for a brief and fleeting moment, you feel at one with all that is and ever will be.
However, I must counteract everything zen I've said with a far more disturbing message: Idiots, for lack of a better term, have created knock-offs of the Pale Blue Dot YTMND to promote their own agendas. The most insulting of all of these is this one.
I feel compelled to bring that to your attention because I must remind everyone that we are not the only ones in more ways than one.
Besides, its good for a cheap laugh filled with pity for the ignorant.
Awe is awe. It makes as good a spiritual experience as it does an epiphany.
I agree with you wholeheartedly.
