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Atrophy. Existentialism.
A strange sensation has gripped me for a few months now, following an emotional event. A sense of detachment and depersonalization. The feeling of being far away and just... Here. No purpose, no goal. Just... Here.
This photo, taken by one of the voyager probes hurled into space on a way bound journey, with no return. But for a moment, it captured an image of Earth, seen as a pale blue dot. This image invokes a strange feeling of modesty, but also existential contemplation. This pixel on a screen has encompassed everything that we have ever experienced, everything that everyone has experienced. Love. War. Hate. Birth. Death.
It's a reflection of everything we know to be, every major event that has gripped our very being, traumatic events in which the world stood still. But even so, it's simply a pixel in a infinite cosmic void. A small, momentary planetoid, that is but a second on the universal clock. And yet, we've experienced everything we know on it. It's humbling.
Anyway, the escapism of this is to mask my very own feelings of being momentary.
I hope all you anons out there are doing alright. Great thread btw.
