Driving through Joshua Tree
"I don’t feel at one with the universe, and I don’t feel like I am made of stardust. I feel, rather, a profound appreciation of my own irrelevance. I, as an individual, and everything that I do, and everything that I worry about, it all means nothing against this backdrop of space, as I am standing here in starlight shining from faraway suns that may have gone cold and dark and dead thousands of years ago, this distant ghost light of stars humans will never know standing as a more persistent memory than anything I will leave behind. As revelations go, this one is extraordinarily soothing."
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