gazing into space relieves one of self-important weight of posing as a creature
beyond apedom. frees one of the sense that life on earth is central to the
universe. astronomy is incredibly liberating. the night sky is full of
exquisite chaos. its all an accident, random and wonderful. it is amazing to
be alive. and deeply reassuring, to sense how cosmically insignificant i am.
just random material.
jc