A
Small Life
“I
lead a small life. Small but
important”. That’s a quote from
one of my favourite films – ‘You’ve Got Mail’.
Doesn’t it make you start to think?
I mean, we all lead small lives really, even those who think they are
better, richer, more powerful than the next person – it’s still just a small
life. I mean ‘really’ small when you think of where the
majority of us will live out our existence compared with the infinite expanse of
space. We all exist on this small
turbulent ball of solidified gas and liquid, just hanging around in space –
quite literally suspended in time! No
strings attached.
What’s
the point of it all? There has to
be more to ‘life’ than just ‘hanging around’.
Naturally we all like to think that our own existence has a purpose but
when you take a look at the big picture, I’m talking infinite space here,
could someone please tell me the point of our existence as a whole?
What are the reasons for keeping us here on this tiny little sphere with
nobody else to play with? Are we
alone? “Well, if we are then it
seems a pretty big waste of space”. Another
quote from another film – ‘Contact’.
If scientists are right, then in a couple of Millennium every single
living breathing thing will be obliterated because our little ‘orb’ will
have come to the end of it’s existence.
So
why bother inhabiting it in the first place?
Surely there must be some logical explanation and purpose for us to
breathe the air we breathe and live the lives we do?
Why can’t scientists figure that one out?
It would save a lot of time and ‘space’ if they could – wouldn’t
it?
For
instance, let’s take a look at this small little spherical object we all call
home. How does it just ‘hang’
there and what stops it from spinning and whizzing through space, here there and
everywhere? OK
– so you think you know the answer – Gravity?
Have you ever actually ‘touched’ gravity?
No, me neither. It’s this
amazing unknown force that somebody discovered centuries ago with the aid of
another spherical object – an apple! We
all just go ahead and take his word for it that it’s gravity keeping us all
together and making us stay put on this tiny weeny green and blue globe.
Explain this to me:- if you
can’t touch it, can’t see it, can’t feel it, can’t even sense it, then
surely you are only observing or experiencing something that you believe to be
real – for example ‘gravity’ – how can you honestly say it ‘is’
real? You can’t – can you?!
It’s
impossible to imagine the infinity of space.
Surely at some point the blackness must come to an end and you can open a
door and step out into the light. Infinity
is just too vast to imagine. Why
can’t we touch ‘space’? It’s
not ‘out there’ it’s right here on our doorstep and we exist right in the
middle of it but it’s still just out of reach!
Have you ever noticed that when you look at the horizon it seems to meet
and touch the sky? If you could
just make it to that horizon would you be walking in the clouds or touching
space? Does space even exist – remember – you can’t feel it,
can’t touch it, can’t really even sense it.
Do you see my point? When
you open your door and go outside tonight you are stepping into space. Someone might even be looking back at you from ‘their’
space with exactly the same thoughts. It’s
said that you can open a window to your soul, so why not open a window into
space and peer through to the other side. I
wonder what you would see…….