I believe in Billy Pilgrim…“If you protest, if you think that death is a terrible thing, then you have not understood a word I’ve said.” Now he closes his speech as he closes every speech—with these words: “Farewell, hello, farewell, hello.”
Secondly, if I understand correctly, I will add to this.
Picture the entire Earth as sand. From it’s deepest core all the way up to the atmosphere. Just sand. From a “universe-to-Earth” ratio in terms of perspective, what you are seeing is the equivalent of a single grain of sand.
I love how the closer bright stars are ‘lensing’ the galaxies with gravity.
and yea, hold a grain of sand up between your fingers at arms length and that’s the size of the night sky they photographed. and it’s chocked FULL of galaxies.
No one thinks that if they find pieces of a downed Su-35 in a Ukrainian field that if given enough time it would re-assemble back into a sketchy close air support bomber…
Nucleotide pairs buried in meteorites…scorched billiin year old ones at that, to me, may be debris, not building blocks.
Exactly Weasel. Second Law of Thermodynamics proves all things trend toward disorder. More specifically, as one goes forward in time, the net entropy (degree of disorder) of any isolated or closed system will always increase or at least stay the same. This is a Law, not a theory.
So the concept, however poetical, that human life was “created by compounds” from outer space is not consistent with what we know of the order, structure and “genius” behind the world.