Thursday, February 16, 2006

Stars in the Heavens

Listening to the Contact soundtrack brings back many memories of the movie. Contact is one of the most deeply moving films I have had the fortune to watch. It is cinematic perfection from start to finish, exquisitely and lovingly crafted by masters, portraying a world so painfully beautiful and magnificent and compelling that reality seems a cruel wound in comparison. If humanity could one day conceivably embark on such a magnificent journey to adulthood, it would start from a point not unlike the one in Contact - that of childlike wonderment and a sense of humility against the backdrop of the undying universe above.

The Universe is a many-splendoured thing. We have always derived comfort and wonder from the cosmic movements of the stars. No human being can observe a starry sky and wonder at his own place in the universe. There is no beauty as pure or as magnificent. It is a cosmic dance that is still going on, infinitely complex, unutterably, breathtakingly old. Such beauty, I am sure, appeals to the very essence of what it means to be human, of what it means to know, not the mere stuff of the body, but the transcendent state of the mind.

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