Space

A thick glass shields you from the unforgiving vaccum of space as you gaze upon but a tiny fraction of creation.

You spot some items which puzzle you

a solitary human finger floating by

a small rodent in a space suit

a spider building its web on the hull

As you observe the light of distant stars and galaxies you start to feel small. You think about your life's role in the universe and the endless beauty of creation. You wonder about the infinite diversity of existence which humankind will never be able to fully comprehend before its demise.

You are overwhelmed.

๐Ÿ”™ return to the tangible