This is what’s called an appeal to nature, and you should stop doing it.

Fuck you, take the star.

I said conscious minds. eyyyy!

Wild Fremen said it well, “Four things cannot be hidden: love, smoke, a pillar of fire, and how dang much you’re sweating on the subway.”

Here you go

That might be true, but it would also probably mean that the things from space put us here.

What about a stylish and protective air-conditioned beekeeper’s suit?

Same, tbh. Tinder? More like SETI.

It would be funny, and I would laugh for a long time, but then I’d be pissed that space was just full of assholes.

I’d make an infographic but human civilization is a meaningless flicker in an equally meaningless infinity so what’s the point.

No, but fucking imagine if one day we found one of the Voyager probes back in orbit around the Earth with the words, “shut up, nerds” scrawled on the golden record.

Counterpoint: Earth is suspended entirely in Space. Ergo, every person who has ever died has died in Space.

Or is it more troublesome to realize that there are, almost certainly, other consciousnesses out there in the universe, with whom we might have found some kinship as evolved and conscious minds, and in doing so mediated the otherwise unconquerable feeling of loneliness and solitude that the vast emptiness of the…

He did like to show people just how small they are.

That and racism, but you know.

Dear humans,

Please accept here some friendly advice regarding which is more terrifying in a comparison between the microscopic tide-pools of your own insignificant planet and the vast and frigid mystery that is outer space:

It’s space. Space is scarier. Don’t be stupid.

Exactly. Just a swelling of a general affinity for oblivion.

Welcome to America, the land of cockroaches and petroleum-soaked rats. Other animals? What are those?

So when you guys hear the man who was elected President struggle to construct coherent sentences, and sound exactly like a nine-year-old who is doing his best to sound smart, do you feel as though maybe death wouldn’t be so bad? Because I do.

The outer gods officially deny involving themselves in American politics. We may be writhing nuclear chaos that dances at the heart of all creation, but ya'll fucked up.

Oh hey neighbor