Whenever I look at the stars i think about how humanity could be united in exploring space, working together on large scale projects like building a Dyson sphere, terraforming planets, making plans and advancements to preserve humanity for millenniums to come. Instead we're stuck on this small ball, still struggling with issues like hunger, poverty, etc that feel like should have been issues long gone by now but aren't because some greedy fucks are deciding to make people suffer for their own personal gain. The planet is dying and its starting to feel things are too far gone at this point. I know I'm being a bit of a doomer but I can't help feeling that all of our futures have been robbed.
I don't get sad. I think it's calming to look up at the stars, or at the Earth as seen from far away in space, and realize that nothing here matters in the unfathomably massive cosmic scheme. Every single human who has ever lived on this planet has been insignificant and meaningless. We live and love and fight and die on this tiny speck of wet dust in the middle of goddamn nowhere in a galaxy larger than our useless monkey brains can even attempt to comprehend, and that galaxy itself is tiny and insignificant compared to the vastness of the universe in which we live.
We are nothing. We have always been nothing. I find that comforting.