I wonder what comes after us
It’s not fair that all I see is a snapshot of the life of our solar system
Where they all go at the end
I want to see it from beginning to end
I want to see how it traversed the galaxy, see how she lives afterwards
I wish I could know where life lies and seek it and watch it
Content though I am to observe the Earth
And grateful for the privilege
But even just our galaxy,
Has so much potential for the ridiculousness that is life
Scientists have a very specific understanding of how life is born
And I think they are woefully misguided
I believe life can exist in the most extreme circumstances
Pop up in places we humans would never dream to go
I do not believe that life requires oxygen
I believe the secret to life hides in water,
But that not all life requires it
It could be anywhere
When was it born?
Could I go back to that beginning or did life spring up in the very second of the expansion?
Or whatever it is that our universe started from
Oh to be an observer of this universe
This beautiful ridiculous universe
It really doesn’t make sense unless someone put it here but who put the someone?
And here, on a comparatively small little rock, wonders occur
Being alive is such a strange thing
What am I?
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