In the big scheme of things, we human beings are so small.
A small speck of cosmic dust in a universe populated by stars, planets, asteroids and comets.
Regardless your bent, our galaxy contains at least 100 billion stars and there may be as many as 2 trillion galaxies in the cosmos.
The mind boggles.
The numbers stagger.
The head threatens to explode.
We’re here such a short time; then we’re gone.
We may think we’re important, but we’re really not.
Much as flower girl Eliza Doolittle sang about Professor Henry Higgins in the wonderful 1964 musical MY FAIR LADY, the world will likely get along just fine without us (thank you very much).
Life existed a long time before we were here, and may go on long after we’re gone.
In some of us there dwells a longing to have things in order. To know what lies ahead.
Which B follows A.
Will the night always follow day, and vice-versa?
That wishful thinking is understandable, but not always defensible.
That is what makes for excitement for some.
We may open 2 doors, but we don’t know what lies behind the closed 3rd door.
