aaron gayah

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Isn't it Weird?

Dennis: “I can see Mars.”

David: “Get out. Where? I can’t see it.”

Dennis: (points)

David: “Ah, that’s a good eye.” (pause) “What do you think of when you see Mars?”

Dennis: “That my mission is almost over. I’ll be going back soon…and then everything will go back to normal.”

David: “Dennis, can I say one last thing about Mars which may be strange coming from a science fiction writer? But, right now, you and me, here, put together entirely from atoms that’ve been parts of millions of other organisms before they became us sitting on this round rock with a core of liquid iron - held down by this force, that so troubles you, called gravity, all the while spinning around the sun at 67,000 miles an hour and whizzing through the Milky Way at 600,000 miles an hour in a universe that very well may be chasing its own tail at the speed of light. And amidst all this frantic activity, fully cognizant of our own imminent demise, which is a very pretty way of saying we all know we’re gonna die, we reach out to one another. Sometimes for the sake of vanity, sometimes for reasons you’re not old enough to understand yet - but a lot of the time - we just reach out. And expect nothing in return. Isn’t that strange? Isn’t that weird?”

- Martian Child