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Here's a reference for good measure:
If gamma-ray bursts periodically cleanse space of life, we'll probably never make contact with another life-form. We just don't have time...either we'll be dead, or they'll be dead by the time we would have made contact with them. We may not have time to get off this planet for the same reason. Not that I want to, because I kind of like it here:
Photo by Angela (using my camera...so I guess we both get credit? :-)
The above was taken from a recent camping trip to Palo Duro Canyon. It was on the aforementioned trip while gazing at some stars and chatting with a friend, that I had a series of thoughts I periodically have about time, infinity, and mortality.
You can't go back. You can try to relive something that has happened, but you can't do it. What can you do it you feel like your home was a time? Not a place, but simply a combination of circumstances that made you feel like you were right where you belonged?
Should you seek it out? Should you try to recreate it? Should you wait for it?
I'm stuck.
"Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage." - Anais Nin
Is it that I don't know what to do? Or that I don't have the courage to do what I know I should do?
