44. No Distance Too Great

Does that mean we’re not only star-dust but recycled star-dust? It’s an interesting perspective, but on an existential level maybe helps with some of that dread. You never really cease existing, your atoms simply spread out and take on a new form.

It’s almost beautiful if you don’t think about it too much. Or, if you do, the result is the same. It’s poetic in many ways, to know that we are eternal. And if you don’t want to get to sentimental, it’s still pretty damn cool.