Edge of the abyss.
Fall in? Fall out? Fall Over?
I know where I am!
A physicist is pulled over for speeding.
“Do you know how fast you were going?” says the cop.
“No,” says the physicist, “but I know where I am.”
A good example of why there is a lack of science humor despite the success of the Big Bang Theory TV show.
An interesting show that ran out of wit in season 2 and added girlfriends and 2 and a half men punch lines.
I am not sure how long could the show could have lasted on just jokes about physics but I digress.
I took the trash out last night and looked up at the moon.
Sky was clear for the first time in a long time.
Moon was a brilliant Waxing Crescent with Venus shining, BLAZING in the sky close by.
I went inside and to get my grand daughter and carried her out in her bare feet to see the show.
I miss Orion down here in the south.
As a kid in Michigan, going out sledding on cold nights in January, Orion filled the sky.
Looking at stars I get nervous that I am standing on the surface of this planet and there is nothing between my head and the moon.
Nothing between my head and Venus.
Nothing between my head and the starts.
The moon is about 238,855 miles away.
Venus is 162 million miles away.
Stars I don’t want to think about.
Thinking this way makes me feel … small.
I remember that film we all watched back along the way somewhere.
So pleases to learn that THAT film is available.
Why am I not surprised that it was created by the Film Board of Canada.
If you haven’t seen it, from a kid rowing in a park a camera zooms away deep into space.
Then the camera stops zooming out and zooms back in and disappears into the cells and atoms of the kid.
It is available on YouTube.
The concept is also made plain in Horton Hear’s a Who by Doc Suess.
You remember, “BOIL THAT DUST SPECK!”
Watching Cosmic Zoom, looking at the moon, who is to say Suess isn’t right?
How does all this fit?
I am reminded of Uncle Albert Einstein’s, “My religiosity consists in a humble admiration of the infinitely superior spirit that reveals itself in the little that we, with our weak and transitory understanding, can comprehend of reality.”
How much of what Uncle Albert ever said was what Uncle Albert really thought.
Is something valuable because of who said it?
Or is the value in the thought expressed?
Humble admiration of the infinitely superior spirit.
The little we can comprehend.
Little is the word.
Standing on the surface of this planet.
Out under the moon and planets.
I know where I am.