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.
Personally when I look at the stars I feel relief from the doom-think, its like that quote from LOTR:
“There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach.”
Whatever happens to the human race life will go on, the universe will still unfold in its magnificent design. For all the beautiful things that the Musk's and Bezos's of the world have plundered and destroyed there will be a million more wonders that they cannot even dream of poisoning.