Temet nosce et Dum spiro spero
This challenge has been a wonderful experience…and also a lot of work! I thank Steven T at the Armagedon Cafe
This has been an excellent journey!
My final quote(s) are part of what I hold dear. I am sharing with you the essence of what I think life to be about. Life is short. In the grand scheme of things we are here only but for a moment in time.
“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.” – 1 Corinthians 13:4-8
“Suffering exists in the world; it has a cause but it also has an end. Bringing an end to suffering is dependent on the will, understanding and self-knowledge to act to bring about its end. The path is not an easy one as it requires: the right understanding; the right thought; the right speech; the right action; the right livelihood; the right effort; the right concentration; and the right mindfulness.” -Siddhartha Gautama
The universe is a massive place, beyond comprehension to me. I would like to be around when we, as a civilization, have moved beyond Earth (a type I civilization) and into a Type III civilization (capable of harnessing our star’s energy and mastering interstellar travel).
Our closest star is the Sun. It is 92 million miles away. At the speed light (670 million miles per hour) it would take us about 8 minutes. This means that if our Sun disappeared, we would not know for 8 full minutes. The fastest rocket humanity has built traveled at 36 thousand miles per hour – which would take approximately 3.5 months…but our speed would increase as we approached the e sun due to gravity. Our next closest star neighbor, Proxima centauri is a whopping 4.22 light years away. To put this into context, 1 light year is approximately 6 trillion miles – so that is 4.22 x 16 trillion miles (67.52 trillion miles). At the speed of light it would take 4.22 years to get there. At 36 thousand miles per hour it would take 80.1 thousand years to get there. We need to get off this rock soon if we are to survive as a civilization.
Though we may be separated by space, sex/gender, time, language, material, money, culture, faiths, customs, we are all one people. We are all human beings. We are all on this planet; sharing the planet; living in the planet. There is no other planet so far. There may be other civilizations out there, but so far, we are it. I can dream of the day we have this realization. I can dream that we will get along with our differences; that we will advance; that we will persevere; that we will survive. Love is a powerful force in the world. It has moved us to war and to peace. I can only dream.
With that MY NOMINEES FOR DAY THREE OF THE THREE DAYS, THREE QUOTE CHALLENGE are the following blogs with my message of community.
- Thank the person who nominated you.
- Post a quote for three consecutive days (1 quote for each day).
- Nominate 3 different bloggers for each day.
Thank you all for welcoming me into your homes. Live long and prosper! I leave you with the words of Hamlet:
“To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, ‘tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish’d. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there’s the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there’s the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor’s wrong, the proud man’s contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law’s delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover’d country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o’er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.” – Hamlet, Act III, Scene I by William Shakespear