Outer space is defined as the area outside the atmosphere of earth. All of
us here are somewhere deep in space as the earths lonely inhabitants. Being deep
in space assumes that this deepness is far away from somewhere but what is it
far away from. Here where we live in the deepness of space, while looking out
from our distant perspective at the universe, are we far away from some greater
spiritual or physically existent truth out there yet to be found.
Could there come a time where we were about to make a discovery of
something grand. The deepness of space implies that we are somewhere isolated.
We are in a desolate reality and conditioned here by surroundings of emptiness
and remoteness. Out here we are on the farthest outer corridor of anywhere
impossible to fathom perhaps. Perhaps we are even placed here in this quiet
realm being observed here now by watchful but invisible eyes. Such eyes might
exceed our intelligence and ethical qualities and maybe even transcend our
physicality. Maybe we’re influenced by unseen hands moving our world,
influencing the events here through those kind of forces, deciding our destiny,
perhaps this is so, or perhaps it’s not.
We are surrounded by a great gulf of emptiness that is most mysteries if we
think about it. What a weird, sometimes wonderful, sometimes terrible, state of
order this is. Yet despite the open-ended nature of the possible of this
experience and those grand unknowns we nonetheless as thinking people seem
conditioned by our own worldly narrative. Our responses to other possible worlds
reveal a limitation of our outward ability for speculation and suggests that we
fail to meet a true test of our capacity to stare reality honestly in the eyes.
As it now stands we are already in the land of the impossible that’s honestly
the case. We here and now are not in the impossible however but the possible
itself and we can see plainly now that life does exist. When we look beyond us
why is there this stubbornness to embrace the universal probability of this much
greater reality out there.
We easily and gullibly trust prematurely in the worlds dabblers in ideas
too, some hucksters, others merely proud people being men of too much certainty
in their ideas. Natural conveyers of antidotal answers into life’s meaning men
use sequences of ideas to explain our predicament to us according to religion or
other theories that have gone too far too fast.
In our day to day lives we look out at the impenetrable curtain around us
and then shrug our shoulders because it’s buriers seem unanswerable. We settle
for the idea there is nothing more we can ascertain about any of the unknowns
and then go about our lives. We acknowledge by our thinking that the outward
going path of our eyes vision could approach somewhere new perhaps. We may
fathom that potentially, possibly, (some may think it true, others would doubt
it true) that out there somewhere in that distance, where inevitably distance
must actually really go, there is perhaps a new reality, an undiscovered and eye
opening clue shedding insight and novelty on everything we now know.
Perhaps appearing out there is somewhere new itself, somewhere very real.
Possibly knowledge, by discovery and organization, shaped by a greater
intelligence there is a kind of knowledge intensified in it’s scope. Larger maps
of the universe have been drawn there, a more thorough telling of history
cultivated. It all presenting a clue to truth satisfying some men/women’s
yearnings for answers while devastating others belief systems turning those
beliefs on their heads. Maybe aliens believe in Jesus Christ that would be most
interesting.
What we presently know is that life is possible. Is the potentiality of
greater life impeded by our incapacity for reflection. Do the buriers created by
our doubts unnecessarily impose on that ability to hope a shackled state of
existence. Also does religion impede us from questioning the cosmos and what
secrets it might hold when men of faith anticipate instead a spiritual reward
and might therefore not want to hope for such discoveries.
If you ask people if they think there could be alien life many would say
yes they think there could be alien life. Are we doubtful still the same
ourselves. Would we be willing and ready to meet the unknown head on as fearful
as that may be if any of us were contacted from beyond. Would we prefer to
remain unburdened by those challenges. What should one of us do if we were to
start communicating with life far from our planet.
The darkness of distant space is yet immeasurable and impenetrable though
it holds our moon, which cascades its faint light on the ocean waters, and it
also holds our earth, our home, as well as the great unknowns beyond us. Our
capacity to anticipate something otherworldly and to imagine within it’s depths
a kind of greater life meets a burier we can’t easily overcome but we should try
to.
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