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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