When we look out into space,
we are looking
into our own origins.
Because we are
truly, children of the stars.
And written into
every atom,
every molecule of
our bodies
is the entire
history of the universe.
From the Big Bang
to the present day,
our story is the story of the universe.
Every piece of
everyone,
of everything you
love,
of everything you
hate,
of the thing you
hold most precious,
was assembled by
the forces of nature
in the first few
minutes of the life of the universe.
Transformed in
the hearts of stars,
or created in
their fiery deaths.
And when you die
those pieces will be returned to the universe,
in an endless
cycle of death and rebirth.
What a wonderful
thing it is, to be a part of that universe.
And what a story.
What a majestic
story.
It's been a year since you left. We miss you lots. xx
{Words by Brian Cox. Picture from here}
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