RE: Science Saved My Soul
November 4, 2010 at 4:41 pm
(This post was last modified: November 4, 2010 at 4:49 pm by Existentialist.)
A prime candidate for pseudo-religious Pseud’s Corner. Get this - 2:54 “appalling energy, hopeless gravity and the despair of distance…” The despair of distance? Hopeless gravity? What? “It’s like the universe screams in your face, ‘do you what I am? How grand I am? How old I am? Can you even comprehend what I am? What are you compared to me?!’’
Er… no it isn’t like that at all actually. Sounds like the almighty universe is getting a bit big for its man-made boots there. But all is revealed as to why I’m not getting it. It’s because I don’t know enough science! “And when you know enough science, you can just smile up at the universe and reply, Dude, I AM you.” I must admit my scientific knowledge must be rather weak, because I have never looked up at the universe and called it Dude. It’s not so much that applying a masculine colloquialism to the universe seems a little sexist, it’s more that it’s never occurred to me to look up at the universe. I know that much of it is probably down below my feet, on the other side of billions of tonnes of rock. Looking up is a bit of a distortion.
I might look up at God though, if I believed in him, or if I were worried he might be alive and not dead. Talking about other things that don't actually get to be alive, 4:46 “Stars must die so that I can live. I stepped out of a supernova, and so did you!”
6:20 “That night under the Milky Way I, who experienced it, cannot call that experience a religious experience for I know it was not religious in any way.” Oh really? It sounds religious to me - making up imaginary personalities out of groups of stars, using pretentious phrases like “the hopelessness of gravity”, claiming some kind of special elitist emotional connection to the universe uniquely obtainable through scientific knowledge. Sorry I gave up listening at the line, “remember to keep breathing.” I realised I couldn’t waste any more of my life on this pretentiousness. By the way, what’s a soul? I don’t think I’ve got one.
Pretty pictures though.
Er… no it isn’t like that at all actually. Sounds like the almighty universe is getting a bit big for its man-made boots there. But all is revealed as to why I’m not getting it. It’s because I don’t know enough science! “And when you know enough science, you can just smile up at the universe and reply, Dude, I AM you.” I must admit my scientific knowledge must be rather weak, because I have never looked up at the universe and called it Dude. It’s not so much that applying a masculine colloquialism to the universe seems a little sexist, it’s more that it’s never occurred to me to look up at the universe. I know that much of it is probably down below my feet, on the other side of billions of tonnes of rock. Looking up is a bit of a distortion.
I might look up at God though, if I believed in him, or if I were worried he might be alive and not dead. Talking about other things that don't actually get to be alive, 4:46 “Stars must die so that I can live. I stepped out of a supernova, and so did you!”
6:20 “That night under the Milky Way I, who experienced it, cannot call that experience a religious experience for I know it was not religious in any way.” Oh really? It sounds religious to me - making up imaginary personalities out of groups of stars, using pretentious phrases like “the hopelessness of gravity”, claiming some kind of special elitist emotional connection to the universe uniquely obtainable through scientific knowledge. Sorry I gave up listening at the line, “remember to keep breathing.” I realised I couldn’t waste any more of my life on this pretentiousness. By the way, what’s a soul? I don’t think I’ve got one.
Pretty pictures though.
