Soaking It All In

As you float through the cosmos, you learn that seemingly big problems and big wins are really just tiny.

At least from up here.

Heck, even our planet can look like a dot. 

A speck.

Pocket sand remnants.

The spectrum of suffering to elation is lost up here.

It's all the same thing.

Meaningless.

Or rather, irrelevant.

Insignificant.

Rounding error.

All the chaos happening down there just doesn't matter in the grand scheme of things.

I say this as an stoic optimist.

I say this to encourage you.

You could be living in hell or heaven (on earth).

And it doesn't matter.

On a larger scale.

...

Or does it?

Does it matter universally?

Cosmically?

Existentially?

What if your happiness or sadness, jubilance or sorrow, is quantumly entangled to something out there in the universe?

What if you make someone else happy on some other galaxy when you're happy?

Mikmak Janpol from planet Starfarter (what a terrible name for a planet, but hey, I don't make the rules!) suddenly leaps for joy every time you laugh from your belly.

I walk this line between how trivial one person is in the scheme of reality to how important knowing that your reality is just the perspective of one person (hopefully your own).

But science, not just faith, science teaches us we are connected.

Entangled.

To something.

Something that could be really close.

Or, more likely (?), something really, really, really far away.

There could be a single cell in you tied to another cell on the other side of forever.

Isn't that weird?

Am I getting that right?

I'm probably making Einstein twitch.

Oh, Bert, don't ever change.

Yeah, I'm just passing through.

Where am I going?

Ahhhh soooo, hopper of space, that is a wondrous question.

But I got to go.

I bet someone, or something - out there - is belly laughing.

I can feel it.