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Apres Moi Le Deluge
-Madame de Pompadour.
After me comes the flood.
Do you even know how sickly much stars and planets there are in the universe? Like that new hubble-picture: A patch of black, the space you would perceive as black and empty with the naked eye, that little part hold a few dozen galaxies! Without shitting you, I think there are more then 100.000.000.000.000.000 stars in the universe. Maybe WAY more. If they all have a few planets, at least one billion of them has to have the right conditions for life. And maybe on just one in a billion would have intelligent life. If that is the case, the chance is just 1 in 10 we are the furthest technically. In the universe, a head start of a million years for a race isn't that much. In a million years, if we don't blow ourselves up, I think we might have found out between-stars space travel, if it is possible. |
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“What a peculiar privilege has this little agitation of the brain which we call 'thought'” -Hume
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