The Explanation
(for those who require one)

And, of course, that is what all of this is -- all of this: the one song, ever changing, ever reincarnated, that speaks somehow from and to and for that which is ineffable within us and without us, that is both prayer and deliverance, folly and wisdom, that inspires us to dance or smile or simply to go on, senselessly, incomprehensibly, beatifically, in the face of mortality and the truth that our lives are more ill-writ, ill-rhymed and fleeting than any song, except perhaps those songs -- that song, endlesly reincarnated -- born of that truth, be it the moon and June of that truth, or the wordless blue moan, or the rotgut or the elegant poetry of it. That nameless black-hulled ship of Ulysses, that long black train, that Terraplane, that mystery train, that Rocket '88', that Buick 6 -- same journey, same miracle, same end and endlessness."
-- Nick Tosches, Where Dead Voices Gather

Faces of Science #4

Carl Sagan


Nate said...

Billions of stars.

Geoff said...

billions upon billions

marietta said...

Als bei uns in Deutschland die Serie "Unser Cosmos" im TV lief,war ich sofort begeistert und sah jede Folge.Von der Person Carl Sagan,von seinem Carisma, seiner Liebenswürdigkeit und seinem Wissen,auch von seiner Sensibilität.Sein Tod hat mich besonders tief getroffen.

Check said...

"If you wish to make an apple from scratch, you must first invent the universe."


squajo said...

He was one of the great stoners of the last century, surpassed only by Huxley.

Who Am Us Anyway? said...

“We live on a hunk of rock and metal that circles a humdrum star, which is one of 400 billion other stars that make up the Milky Way Galaxy, which is one of billions of other galaxies that make up a universe which may be one of a very large number, perhaps an infinite number, of other universes. And so I say to you: Please. Don’t Bogart that joint, my friend. Pass it over to me.”