It’s amazing how you can see Venus and Mars regularly in the big bad city anymore. Just standing out on our sundeck after dark and there’s Venus in one direction, Mars the other, and then you get the brief empty nothingness feeling and realize just how significant you are, really. Just nothing. Everyone around you, just nothing. The whole freaking history of man, nothing. Nothing at all. All of evolution, all that genetic history, all that life and variation will be burned to nothing by a dying sun and then there will be void. Endless void. Eternal, infinite void. A cold dead universe, finally, expanding and expanding and expanding…..

So you stare at the moon instead and think of the Cheshire Cat.

Cheshire Cat

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