That one will stick with me a for a long time. Something about it reminds me of some cosmic perspective of our cold, lonely universe, the vast, VAST fucking stretch of time those rocks and gravel have drifted through boggles the mind. Utter darkness, glittering stars, cold infinity in all directions for billions of years.
To that point, I think it’s also unnerving how natural it is. This isn’t some alien world. I could go to the Mojave and walk around for 5 minutes to find a photo identical to this. Earth is indistinguishable to one of these rocks hurtling through space, there’s just something growing on it very briefly.
Yes, but I still think there is something more haunting about a landscape that you know hasn’t been touched by anything since maybe before Earth existed, every dust-grain on that surface has sat there for millions and millions of years without being disturbed by so much as starlight. And it will continue to hurtle through space undisturbed long after we’re all gone.
That one will stick with me a for a long time. Something about it reminds me of some cosmic perspective of our cold, lonely universe, the vast, VAST fucking stretch of time those rocks and gravel have drifted through boggles the mind. Utter darkness, glittering stars, cold infinity in all directions for billions of years.
To that point, I think it’s also unnerving how natural it is. This isn’t some alien world. I could go to the Mojave and walk around for 5 minutes to find a photo identical to this. Earth is indistinguishable to one of these rocks hurtling through space, there’s just something growing on it very briefly.
Yes, but I still think there is something more haunting about a landscape that you know hasn’t been touched by anything since maybe before Earth existed, every dust-grain on that surface has sat there for millions and millions of years without being disturbed by so much as starlight. And it will continue to hurtle through space undisturbed long after we’re all gone.
I’m jealous of them