This natural universe is all there is. We are all made of the same material as the stars, but unlike most of the stuff in the universe, we have the astonishing good fortune to be conscious for a short while. We should never stop dancing and singing in the face of that magnificent luck. We are cosmically insignificant, inconceivably unimportant — except to each other, to whom we should therefore be unspeakably precious.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Atheist Poetry
From Dale McGowan's blog, The Meming of Life, in response to being asked "What do you believe in?"
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2 comments:
Love it! So needed to hear this right now. Thanks. I'm sharin' it!
Popped in here and really connected with this :)
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