Perspective Blown Out of This World

I'm sure you've heard that all our daily concerns really shouldn't concern us allthat much, since our lives are but itty-bitty infinitesimal pieces of the happenings in our world and in the life of our planet. Granted. Hearing that gave me some perspective.

I watched a documentary on the National Geographic channel about how scientists have found a black hole at the center of the Milky Way. Most other galaxies they've looked at also have black holes at their centers. It seems they've been there ever since our galaxies have existed. The scientists also saw that nearby galaxies are drawn to each others' gravity, are pulled by it to circle each other closer and closer until they finally crash into and merge with each other. Suns and planets will crash, burn, die, merge, fuse and be reborn to form a new, bigger galaxy. We are slated for this, as the Milky Way and our neighbor, the Andromeda galaxy will soon begin their own dance of death.

See, I knew that maybe my own little concerns were of no consequence to the life of our world, but I always figured that I somehow had a reason for being here. I figured that my life somehow had a purpose here, that I was somehow meant to be of help to this planet, this world. To know that this world probalby won't exist in a few millenia, well, that totally blew all perspective away.

I know what I'm meant to do with my life. With reference to my own personal fulfillment and duty, I know why I'm here and what I have to do. I just can't figure out what meaning opr value it could have in reference to a world that will soon cease to exist.

I can't help but see the parallelism though between human life and the life of our planet. It is our mortality that gives life meaning. We have to make the most of the limited time we have. It's what makes our time valuable. Apparently the same holds true not only for our race but for all life on Earth.