Perspective is always key when one looks at our existence and our significance therein. Big questions like "why does God love me?" need to be asked and pondered but a definitive answer may never be found. Just looking at the way in which we exist boggles the mind. Asking why things are is important, but it is also important to attempt to understand how we came to be.
So God decided to make the universe, and with it came an understanding of the infinite. But really, we don't know if it's infinite or not, it is however, really really big. This idea of the infinite is significant in itself because it helps us understand the omnipresence of God. And with this vast universe he created billions of galaxies, each with billions of stars, and many of these with planets like our solar systems eight (used to be nine), and those planets have moons and other orbiting objects as well. And that brings us to earth, God decided that for our existence, it would be a spec in the vastness of space, and this spec would spin around itself and revolve around the sun.
So you and me, we are really really small. Our planet is really small, and our sun is one of billions of other suns in our galaxy that is one of billions of other galaxies that spread throughout our universe, and who knows, their may be more universes as well. Small we may be in size, but insignificant in God's eyes, not a chance.
Mike
Clarity in Contemplation
Feel free to share any musings, stories, poetry, anecdotes, discoveries, inventions, conquests, failures, recipes, reviews of things that are important to you, top ten lists, etc... I wanted to create a place where people can share some of their thoughts in writing for others to read and critique. Feel free to invite others into the group.
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
The Disconnect
How about some existential irony to kick things off. Ha ha, I barely know what that means to begin with but hopefully the stuff on here is worth reading.
The Disconnect
Oh sweet connection of the fastest kind
Downloading information in the shortest of time
Of things consequential, my computer doesn’t know
Of things unimportant, on the monitor it’ll glow
You light up my face as I open each file
But of meaningful moments, I’m in denial
For the brightness comes from an artificial light
And it confuses my heart on humanities plight
There are so many places on the web to surf
So much to read that is of little to no worth
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