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We are in a way made from stardust, so yes, we are the cosmos.

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Sometimes I like screaming into the void. I don’t usually get to let my emotions out very often, so it’s nice sometimes to know there’s a dispassionate universe that doesn’t care if I yell into it. I wouldn’t call myself depressed, (in fact I’m generally very optimistic about things) but I can be prone to bouts of sadness just like anyone else. I’ll be better eventually, but until then...

It’s nice to be be lost in the void. ✨🌑✨

by liam.pannier

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For all of my new followers ♥️ 🌌

Double Cluster NGC 1850 in Dorado © Hubble

My brother! I sing for you, for your song shall be heard.

I sing for the billions of years you have sung, and sing for billions more.

May you sing for all the stars and planets who bow to you, and sing for all the light and dark that fear you. Sing, and may the universe be better because of it.

poetry from ny times

Camping on another world? Sign me up!!!

from mortt.y

Very true. But is that such a bad thing? Maybe I want to be lost.

I, too, remember that feeling. You are caught between all that was and all that must be. You feel lost.

— Haruki Murakami, Hard-Boiled Wonderland And The End Of The World.

“The oldest olive tree in the world located on the island of Crete. It is estimated to be as over 3,000 years old and still produces olives.”

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This is perfect. I love this. Yes.