(July 28, 2015 at 5:40 pm)Cthulhu Dreaming Wrote:(July 28, 2015 at 9:27 am)Neimenovic Wrote: A casual stroll through the woods or one look at a mountain massif and I realize how tiny I am, and I feel limitless awe.
I can recall a time, some twenty years ago, I was backpacking in the Oregon Cascade range, in the shadow of two 10K ft (3K m) mountain peaks. I rounded a bed in the trail, and came out in to a clearing, and from this vantage point, looking north, I could see snow-capped peaks neatly lined up in a row, to the south, more of the same.
How insignficant am I. What hubris it is to think this was all placed here for us.
I get that same feeling at work, in terms of time rather than distance, knowing the 270 million year history of my Preserve. I feel very small in a good way, and young as a newborn... at least, that's what the rocks tell me.
