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The Universe
I will give you some thing to think about.
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The Universe
In a universe whose size is beyond human imagining, where our world floats like a dust mote in the void of night, men have grown inconceivably lonely.
We scan the time-scale and the mechanisms of life itself for portents and signs of the invisible. As the only thinking mammals on the planet-perhaps the only thinking animals in the entire sidereal universe-the burden of consciousness has grown heavy upon us. We watch the stars, but the signs are uncertain. We uncover the bones of the past and seek for our origins. There is a path there, but appears to wander. The vagaries of the road may have a meaning, however; it is thus we torture ourselves...
Loren Eiseley, The Immense Journey ( 1946 )
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