Euclid
The European Space Agency just released the first results of their Euclid mission. I started crying when the video preview they made of the mosaic zoomed out.I have been astonished by how small we are in relation to space many times before, but it keeps getting bigger, and somehow its size continues to hit me harder with every new magnitude. And yet. . . if I had a genie's lamp, the first thought in my mind would still be "I could become a bird."
It is not only the vastness of space that is boggling my mind right now, but that this small section can mean so much to all (any) of us. We are a speck of a speck of a speck, but I am looking forward to Halloween which is next week. Leo, my cat, is tired from play and racking up energy for tonight. My boss is enjoying vacation with his family, my brother just had his first solo flight, and in a few hours I am going to call my dad. I miss my college, old friends, my family in other states. We won't see my father's parents for Christmas, which will put a bit of a damper on things in two months. How could any of this mean so much when it means so little? . . . How could it not?
People say that the city that I live in is rather boring and that there is nothing to do. My response has always been "You will run out of things to do anywhere; any city is as boring as any other after a few years if you cannot find/create your own activities," (followed by reasons I love my city). That is also my view on life and existentialism, and I think that this graphic is a great way to demonstrate that. We are nothing, and have no purpose, but somehow we are here. You have been given an opportunity, but have no guidelines (no limits) on what it is for. Find something great or many small wonders to pour your soul into! Or feel free to do nothing at all. It is your life. The cosmos does not care about your agency, so don't let any other speck of a speck of a speck tell you how to spend it.








