mother. friggin’. space. man.
And some people still think we’re alone here
AND SOME THINK EARTH IS MOST IMPORTANT
We’re obviously not alone. Why would we be the ONLY life in the whole universe? Humans aren’t the center of everything.
space is so entirely fascinating.
Legit the picture of VY Canis Majoris next to our sun made my stomach sink. Could you imagine if our sun was that big and the kind of energy it gave off? Dude. It’s almost impossible to think about how vast our universe is.
Here’s to the security guards who maybe had a degree in another land. Here’s to the manicurist who had to leave her family to come here, painting the nails, scrubbing the feet of strangers. Here’s to the janitors who don’t even fucking understand English yet work hard despite it all. Here’s to the fast food workers who work hard to see their family smile. Here’s to the laundry man at the Marriott who told me with the sparkle in his eyes how he was an engineer in Peru. Here’s to the bus driver, the Turkish Sufi who almost danced when I quoted Rumi. Here’s to the harvesters who live in fear of being deported for coming here to open the road for their future generation. Here’s to the taxi drivers from Nigeria, Ghana, Egypt and India who gossip amongst themselves. Here is to them waking up at 4am, calling home to hear the voices of their loved ones. Here is to their children, to the children who despite it all become artists, writers, teachers, doctors, lawyers, activists and rebels. Here’s to Western Union and Money Gram. For never forgetting home. Here’s to their children who carry the heartbeats of their motherland and even in sleep, speak with pride about their fathers. Keep on.
Immigrants. First generation.