I've been contemplating some things recently.
It's some pretty deep stuff.
Mostly what I'll call for lack of a better word, "Mind fuck." (Pardon the french)
Literally things that make your brain feel like hiding for a while.
At least they do in my world.
Perhaps my whole 4 followers (Holla!) have already thought through these things, and I'm just finally jumping on the bandwagon. Who knows.
ANYWAY.
All of this deep thinking has been brought on by my astronomy class.
Talking about the Universe and its vastness and mystery.
It got me thinking about the end of the Earth, quite literally.
I'm talking about when the sun starts to die and we no longer live in its habitable zone.
Like when the sun starts to grow and the Earth is now floating around just inside the sun.
Whoa.
That's scary enough, as is.
To think that some day, the Earth will be totally sterile and not capable of sustaining life anymore. That's kind of unsettling.
Not that I have to worry about it, I'm not going to be around.
It's another 3 billion years from now.
But either way.
Let's say, hypothetically that when the sun starts to die and is verging on not being able to support life, that there is still life here. Assuming we haven't all killed each other off by then.
Sorry, that was kind of morbid.
But yes, hypothetically speaking, what if we're still here.
We're going to have to pack up shop (if they're planning on keeping us around when the sun stars to die) and bring allllllllll the people, plants, and animals to this new planet with us.
We'll have to first: get spaceships big enough to bring everyone.
Second: Find a galaxy nearby that will have a planet within its stars habitable zone, can sustain life, and doesn't have anyone or anything on it that doesn't want us there.
Third: Make sure that our animals can live there.
Fourth: Have to improve technology A LOT in order for us to get there in a timely manner, or plan for us to be in space for a good 3,000+ years.
And I'm sure lots and lots of other things that my brain is not developed enough to think about.
That' s a lot to think about.
Granted, we've got 3billion years to work on it.
But still.
AND THEN.
Another thing that causes a mini-panic attack for me is the fact that there's a good possibility that there's no hope for us getting off Earth and into a safer place once our star dies off.
And the miracle that is life may not be known to anyone.
Let's say that we're the only planet in the Universe that has or ever will sustain life.
(It's unlikely, but not proven.)
So this incredible miracle of us coming from a chemical reaction (believe what you will, that's just my standpoint on the issue) billions of years ago and then becoming what we are today will never be known to anyone. We had something truly incredible happen on this earth.
We made cars, we can talk, we had developed brains that were so high-functioning that they were aware of their existence on a planet, in a galaxy, in a Universe.
That's truly incredible! It's nuts!
What if we're the only ones?
This freaking awesome thing happened on this little dinky planet that was next to a little dinky star and BAM, humans, grass, dogs, diseases. CRAZY.
But what if no one ever finds out after we're gone? What if there is no one to find it out after we're gone?
Freaks me out.
And finally.
One thing I can't wait to ask when I get up to Heaven:
HOW BIG IS THE UNIVERSE?
Obviously, we don't know.
Who knows if we'll ever know?
Does it keep going on forever?
How far is forever?
What if the universe just stops after a while,
is it just blackness after that?
Like a line at the "end" of the universe where it just stops?
What if it's just in a box?
And then there's nothing out there?
Just loneliness?
AH.
Anyway.
Feel free to post your opinions on my topic.
If you can get through my ranting without falling asleep.
I just had to get that off my chest.
(:
It's some pretty deep stuff.
Mostly what I'll call for lack of a better word, "Mind fuck." (Pardon the french)
Literally things that make your brain feel like hiding for a while.
At least they do in my world.
Perhaps my whole 4 followers (Holla!) have already thought through these things, and I'm just finally jumping on the bandwagon. Who knows.
ANYWAY.
All of this deep thinking has been brought on by my astronomy class.
Talking about the Universe and its vastness and mystery.
It got me thinking about the end of the Earth, quite literally.
I'm talking about when the sun starts to die and we no longer live in its habitable zone.
Like when the sun starts to grow and the Earth is now floating around just inside the sun.
Whoa.
That's scary enough, as is.
To think that some day, the Earth will be totally sterile and not capable of sustaining life anymore. That's kind of unsettling.
Not that I have to worry about it, I'm not going to be around.
It's another 3 billion years from now.
But either way.
Let's say, hypothetically that when the sun starts to die and is verging on not being able to support life, that there is still life here. Assuming we haven't all killed each other off by then.
Sorry, that was kind of morbid.
But yes, hypothetically speaking, what if we're still here.
We're going to have to pack up shop (if they're planning on keeping us around when the sun stars to die) and bring allllllllll the people, plants, and animals to this new planet with us.
We'll have to first: get spaceships big enough to bring everyone.
Second: Find a galaxy nearby that will have a planet within its stars habitable zone, can sustain life, and doesn't have anyone or anything on it that doesn't want us there.
Third: Make sure that our animals can live there.
Fourth: Have to improve technology A LOT in order for us to get there in a timely manner, or plan for us to be in space for a good 3,000+ years.
And I'm sure lots and lots of other things that my brain is not developed enough to think about.
That' s a lot to think about.
Granted, we've got 3billion years to work on it.
But still.
AND THEN.
Another thing that causes a mini-panic attack for me is the fact that there's a good possibility that there's no hope for us getting off Earth and into a safer place once our star dies off.
And the miracle that is life may not be known to anyone.
Let's say that we're the only planet in the Universe that has or ever will sustain life.
(It's unlikely, but not proven.)
So this incredible miracle of us coming from a chemical reaction (believe what you will, that's just my standpoint on the issue) billions of years ago and then becoming what we are today will never be known to anyone. We had something truly incredible happen on this earth.
We made cars, we can talk, we had developed brains that were so high-functioning that they were aware of their existence on a planet, in a galaxy, in a Universe.
That's truly incredible! It's nuts!
What if we're the only ones?
This freaking awesome thing happened on this little dinky planet that was next to a little dinky star and BAM, humans, grass, dogs, diseases. CRAZY.
But what if no one ever finds out after we're gone? What if there is no one to find it out after we're gone?
Freaks me out.
And finally.
One thing I can't wait to ask when I get up to Heaven:
HOW BIG IS THE UNIVERSE?
Obviously, we don't know.
Who knows if we'll ever know?
Does it keep going on forever?
How far is forever?
What if the universe just stops after a while,
is it just blackness after that?
Like a line at the "end" of the universe where it just stops?
What if it's just in a box?
And then there's nothing out there?
Just loneliness?
AH.
Anyway.
Feel free to post your opinions on my topic.
If you can get through my ranting without falling asleep.
I just had to get that off my chest.
(:
I studied Geology. Almost minored in it, but with two majors I couldn't quite get it done. Geology is like a microcosm of astronomy, because you see how this little blue miracle was formed over four billion or so years, and slowly--very slowly--became able to support life. For around three quarters of the planet's existence, there was no life at all. It's eerie, humbling, and awesome (in the literal sense of creating awe) to consider how everything had to come together just right, and developed as much as it did for as long as it has--and continues to develop as it always had. But nothing in the universe is fixed. Everything is moving, almost faster than I can imagine. We're spinning like crazy right now. There's the Earth's rotation and orbit, but also the sun's orbit and the galaxy's orbit.
ReplyDeleteBut don't worry too much about the sun exploding. Chances are that before that happens, our little blue planet will be hit by something big that will either destroy it outright or push it out of its orbit, maybe toward the sun, or away from it. That's just the way this thing we're all a part of works.
We're much smaller than we think.