Our beginning, and our end.

A sea we’ve hardly sailed, where we set out on a monumental trip that feels perpetually cut too short. A library filled with points of light which take us an eternity to read, one letter at a time. We’ve spent since the beginning of our collective memory trying to decipher its shapes and cycles: anthropomorphically, mythically, scientifically, existentially. We talk to it in the loudest voice we can muster, and we receive barely audible whispers in return. Familiar stranger; always there, barely seen. We’re made of it, yet know relatively nothing about it. What do we see in it? Where does it live in us?

Image Credit: NASA, ESA,H.Teplitz and M. Rafelski (IPAC/Caltech), A.Koekemoer (STScI), R.Windhorst (Arizona State University), and Z. Levay (STScI).