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“Life,” he says, resting his hand on the cold glass window. “Our lives are a rounding error within the cosmos. Not only are our lives far too short, our bodies are made from off-cuts. Regardless of whether we’re thinking about galaxies, stars, planets or asteroids, our bodies are a tiny scrap of minerals, fluids and metals clumping together for a short while. Our bodies are comprised of such a small amount of mass it’s easy to round the amount down to zero—and yet here we are! We might seem insignificant compared to the might of a black hole or the raging furnace of a star, but we’re not.
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Masters of Chaos
“It’s what we all fear. And yet what is death but a return to all that once was and forever will be? I feared not when these molecules were forged in the heart of a star. Why should I fear them returning to the cosmos that gave birth to me? It’s my loss and yet what do I lose? Is not every quark preserved? The body dies and yet every atom remains. Do they not travel on into the future regardless of my loss?”
Immortality
