Right now, on your computer screen, are approximately 10,000 galaxies.
Each of those galaxies contains anywhere from ten million to one trillion stars.
The average star is roughly a million times the size of Earth.
And yet, with all that junk, the Universe is more than 90 percent empty space.
Photo and text from "5 Scientific Theories..."
Each of those galaxies contains anywhere from ten million to one trillion stars.
The average star is roughly a million times the size of Earth.
And yet, with all that junk, the Universe is more than 90 percent empty space.
Photo and text from "5 Scientific Theories..."
It was a sad experience, internet navigation today. I opened some news pages like Google news, news in Italian and than in Russian. Than I opend some StumbleUpon! pages. There were only 2 types of news: about killing alive beings and peculiarities from the VIP-life. That last was not very different from the first. Ah, no, there were very-very informative lists about who from that VIP-persons took away and how much clothes. The most top notices were: who of them demonstrated striptease.
Maybe you don't believe me? Open a news page.
Why I noticed this peculiarity of the Sunday? Normally I never take care to see all the picture of the information I read. I only "scan" the page, look for something that will attract my attention. What is today? It's because I read some phylosophical thoughts about how everybody of us will be burried? In a good or in a bad place, with or without music, will somebody accompain the body and will somebody remember about this lost life some days later?
Are these thoughts repulsive for you? Why? It's the life.
My life is so important. My life is unique. I'm the most important on the Earth... But the truth is: I'm nothing. And if we remember the Universe: you are here and NOBODY CARES!
Maybe you don't believe me? Open a news page.
Why I noticed this peculiarity of the Sunday? Normally I never take care to see all the picture of the information I read. I only "scan" the page, look for something that will attract my attention. What is today? It's because I read some phylosophical thoughts about how everybody of us will be burried? In a good or in a bad place, with or without music, will somebody accompain the body and will somebody remember about this lost life some days later?
Are these thoughts repulsive for you? Why? It's the life.
My life is so important. My life is unique. I'm the most important on the Earth... But the truth is: I'm nothing. And if we remember the Universe: you are here and NOBODY CARES!
