We are made of Starstuff / Wir sind aus Sternenstaub / Feitos de pó Estelar / Hecho de polvo de Estrellas

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We are a way for the cosmos to know itself. We get to know ourselves better through a personalized unfolding of the cosmos – that is to say, interdependently.

It is mind blowing that everything is connected. And yet it must be the case. Despite our perception of things, it is perfectly logical and reasonable.

Everything is separate and finite, differentiated and indifferent. Things seemingly have a beginning and an end.

After all, things are things precisely because we perceive them being right there as opposed to being over there or even everywhere.

Perceptually, we were born. Perceptually, we will one day die. Our finite significance is crushed under the mighty Infinite.

The eternal darkness that came before us is dwarfed only by the eternal darkness that will come after us.

Even as we stand proud and strong in our Human skin, daring the gods and taming the fates; we understand on some level that it’s all for nothing.

Our bodies will decay. Our minds will forget. Our soul will be unlit.

Our time is Now, but what is Now compared to the fixed past and the unfixed future.Our significance is crushed by time.

You are immortal.

You exist for billions of years in different manifestations, because you are life, and life cannot die.

You are in the trees, the butterflies, the fish, the air, the moon, the sun.

Wherever you go, you are there, waiting for yourself.

Don Miguel Ruiz

We are the walking, talking, meditating personification of life unfolding into life, despite both entropy and the infinite null set.

Within these infinite sets of life, it does not matter how many times we die, or what happens after death, because that is all just irrelevant.

What matters is this life, this eternal life unfolding within this infinite moment.

We are the universe looking back at itself, a way for the cosmos to know itself, despite the cosmic insignificance of the seemingly finite amount of time we have.

In fact, it is precisely because of the finite amount of time we have that makes things beautiful, astonishing, and full of meaning.

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