Whenever I am feeling mighty secure about my place on this Earth, I stumble across a piece like this.
Fortunately for me, I am horrible wih physics. That realization is the only thing that stopped me from diving into astronomy. When I go out in the middle of nowhere and look up at the sky until my neck screams for mercy, I don't want to know the scentific meaning of what I see. I want to be confused. I want to be denied rational explanation. I want it to be indescribable.
Look up, folks. It's all going to be gone someday.