In The 1970s, I Think That There

The Way He Treated Me & The Way I Treated Him, The Way We Took Care Of Each Other & Our Family, While He Lived. That Is So Much More Important Than The Idea I Will See Him Someday.

This Planet Seems To Be In Such Sorry Shape. And I Can't Ever Think About The Rest Of The Universe Without Coming Back Home And Thinking What The Implications For Life Here Would Be If We Were To Really Have Some Definitive Proof Of Extraterrestrial Life.

The Greatest Thing That Science Teaches You Is The Law Of Unintended Consequences.

A Lot Of People Have This Ego Need That Makes Them Want To Believe That Earth Is The Center Of The Universe And Humans Are The Most Important Species, The Supreme Expression Of Creation.

And What Greater Might Do We Possess As Human Beings Than Our Capacity To Question And To Learn?