Earth is Just a Spaceship

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ets in a galaxy of billions of stars and even knowing that we still can’t see it</p><p id="005f">We are the ones who are tethered to our beliefs, to our devices, to our heritage, and to our frail egos We can only see the stars if we take a second to look up and how can we do that in today’s society with everything flashing before our eyes and blocking our view of everything that matters?</p><p id="b170">We live on a planet in a solar system A complex algorithm of natural space that we don’t appreciate, but instead we spend our time calculating trends and lying about ourselves online in the hope that someone gives us a single gold star on the Internet when we live amongst the stars we spin amongst the stars we are just passengers and Earth is just a spaceship</p><p id="f694">I got the title for this poem, Earth is Just a Spaceship, from <a href="https://www.masterclass.com/classes/chris-had

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field-teaches-space-exploration">Chris Hadfield’s MasterClass</a> on Space Exploration. This is how he described it. The MasterClass continues to blow my mind.</p><p id="a461"><i>When night falls tonight, just do me one favor — look up and think about it.</i></p><p id="9d4e">© <a href="undefined">Jonathan Greene</a> 2020</p><p id="41a4">If you liked this, you might like this as well:</p><div id="9872" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/floating-d112c43cfa7a"> <div> <div> <h2>Floating</h2> <div><h3>A Poem</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*Yeapfb29ckSndyII)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

A Poem

Have you ever thought about this? That Earth is just a spaceship untethered and floating in the vastness a single, rotating orb, free with a populous that is not

That there are astronauts, in this very world, who are looking out of a window and down at us and taking photos of this circle, the one that holds us, this big spaceship wandering alone amid the stars

Not only are we not special, Earth isn’t special We are one of many planets in a galaxy of billions of stars and even knowing that we still can’t see it

We are the ones who are tethered to our beliefs, to our devices, to our heritage, and to our frail egos We can only see the stars if we take a second to look up and how can we do that in today’s society with everything flashing before our eyes and blocking our view of everything that matters?

We live on a planet in a solar system A complex algorithm of natural space that we don’t appreciate, but instead we spend our time calculating trends and lying about ourselves online in the hope that someone gives us a single gold star on the Internet when we live amongst the stars we spin amongst the stars we are just passengers and Earth is just a spaceship

I got the title for this poem, Earth is Just a Spaceship, from Chris Hadfield’s MasterClass on Space Exploration. This is how he described it. The MasterClass continues to blow my mind.

When night falls tonight, just do me one favor — look up and think about it.

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