Significance

Ponder for a moment all the fictitious material you have been dealt, either by the television or other media, that has led you to believe that there may be worlds, maybe even universes, all just in the nail of your pinky. Then let your mind caress the possibility that if this is true, isn't it possible that you, your world, your universe, could also be a fraction of someone's fingernail, or something's.

Ignoring that, consider the more likely possibility that there is one single universe, spanning forever in all directions. And there is the probability that suns, stars and planets are being both created and ended at any moment, some young old and some young in the eyes of the universe.

Right, considered?

A quick bit of information: Humans live on Earth. Humans are only able to live on Earth due to the near impossible chance that the Earth resides, orbits, and spins in such a way that life is possible. Not too hot, not too cold. Not too dry, not too wet. This is known as the Goldilocks zone. Recently NASA found another planet that is also in such a possible zone: giving way to the possibility of life elsewhere. And thats only what we have found so far, there may be a few million more planets just like it. The point is we just don't know.

Okay, the planet and space stuff is heavy going. But now, considering all that, think about the possibility that people (if there are any) on other planets have a similar system to us: monarchies, education, politics, sport and so on. More likely, they don't. Also likely, they are more advanced than us both in terms of technology and mental capability. It may even be their wish that they want to destroy or inhabit our world, annihilating everything on it. Its dark, but its possible.

However, more Earth related, there are ongoing problems that it faces. To name a few: poverty, war, starvation, Apple Macs.

Putting this in perspective, i have just one question: Why the fuck do i have do read something as shit as Nathanial Hawthorne's "The Scarlet Letter" in which neither the writer nor the reader have a clue what's going on, yet it has inserted itself so gracefully into my university course, wasting my time, when one hundred and forty trillion miles away, there might actually be a nice beach that doesn't require a university degree to get the money to go to.

Just sayin'.