The way to love someone
is to lightly run your finger over that person's soul
until you find a crack,
and then gently pour your love into that crack.
~Keith Miller

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Dust

Google search : dust magnified rendered this photo ... they say it's dust x 22 million ... idk, the colorization makes it super interesting to me ... not as naturally cool as sand, but ... interesting.


Dust
dust |dəst| nounfine, dry powder consisting of tiny particles of earth or waste matter lying on the ground or on surfaces or carried in the air:an act of dusting:
Dust, like Dust in the Wind ... all we are ... 
Louie Giglio notes Indescribable (excerpt ... the whole thing rocks)  

  1. Panoramic composite of 60 images named "The Pale Blue Dot" from 1990, 13 years after the launch of Voyager now about 4 billion miles away
  2. 640,000 pixels per image, each pixel took 5.5 hours to transmit, each image took months to make it back to Earth
  3. The colored bands are reflections of the sun off Voyager. In one band a tiny speck is seen, that speck is the Earth.
  4. On October 13, 1994, the famous astronomer Dr. Carl Sagan stated: " "We succeeded in taking that picture [from deep space], and, if you look at it, you see a dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever lived, lived out their lives. The aggregate of all our joys and sufferings, thousands of confident religions, ideologies and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilizations, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every hopeful child, every mother and father, every inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every superstar, every supreme leader, every saint and sinner in the history of our species, lived there on a mote of dust, suspended in a sunbeam.
    The earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that in glory and in triumph they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of the dot on scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner of the dot. How frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity -- in all this vastness -- there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves. It is up to us. It's been said that astronomy is a humbling, and I might add, a character-building experience. To my mind, there is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly and compassionately with one another and to preserve and cherish that pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known."
    Carl Sagan - The Pale Blue Dot
    ... a mote of dust, suspended in a sunbeam
    I like thinking about it.
    for he knows how we are formed, he remembers that we are dust. ~Psalm 103:14
    to the One who remembered us in our low estate His love endures forever ~Psalm 136:23

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