Space is my favorite subject. It’s a vague word; space. If you just say “I like space,” it can be confusing; it could mean so many things. It could mean that you enjoy the great outdoors; traversing mountains and valley’s singing at the top of your lungs to hear the echoes of your voice vibrate throughout Mother Nature herself. It could mean that you don’t like people; that you much more enjoy the sounds of an empty room and your thoughts with the occasional singing of crickets than the fun explosive chatter of a crowd of humans enjoying each other’s company. Space can mean so many things. For me, however, when I say I like space I mean something a tad more grand; just a tad more.
Okay, I think THAT too.
I think of SPACE!! I ponder the grand expanding universe, the dark unending void, that big ol’ thing in the sky; whatever you want to call it. That place you see when you look up at the night sky and ponder, “What is that?” The place, that if you think about it too much, may hurl you into an unstoppable mind vortex of endless questions about who, what, where, and why? I love the great mystery, the humbling truths, and the feeling of tininess; feeling so small and useless; feeling like the tiniest of cogs amongst the most gargantuan of wheels, that feeling I enjoy. As Carl Sagan once said about the Planet Earth; we are a speck. I don’t mind being a speck at all. In fact being a speck among billions of other specks, on the surface of a slightly bigger speck, that’s orbiting the centered big yellow speck is something I find quite enjoyable. Life doesn’t become pointless it becomes fascinating. We are specks that know we are specks; that are aware of our “Speckness” if you will. Life can be a crazy spectacle. It can be so stressful and trying; it can bring you to the brink of wanting to give up and succumb to the bombardment of failure, missed opportunities, pain, and heartache that you can feel during your short journey in this reality, but for me; when I think about space; when I think about being that tiny little speck; one of billions, I can take all of those things and feel big again; like one of those giant fiery phoenix bird things, and it’s nice to feel like a giant fiery phoenix bird thing on occasion; I appreciate that; thank you space.