A quintessence of dust, a beautiful essay by Roger Ebert reflecting on existence, science, art, and the universe. My curiosity leads me to science, my admiration for logic leads me to the Theory of Evolution, my pride rejects simplistic fables to describe the facts I observe. Where do I find my consolations? There are many ways to be consoled. Everyone deserves to find their own way, and find such peace
Me brudder posted this on his Facebook account but not on his blog. So here it is. Excerpts from Carl Sagan’s Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space. More specifically, from the chapter titled A Universe Not Made For Us.