Aliens aren’t real.
And yet, the notion that in a universe that’s larger than life and constantly expanding our planet is the only one that can contain life is fucking absurd. We don’t even understand the depths of our own planet yet alone the rest of time and space. All we know is that there is a big, beautiful world outside of our atmosphere that we can explore and we sit here, arguing over politics that may not matter in 20 years, and questioning what we’ll have for a dinner that certainly will not matter in 20 years. The big, beautiful world is knocking, waiting. We just have to be brave enough to open the door.
But then again, aliens aren’t real.