The Logos for Human Existence

I'm always reading space books.  Everything about space inspires the mind.  It contains 10 to the 11th stars in each galaxy.  And 10 to the 11 galaxies.  I think about it. I Soak it up.  I love the feeling when your mind is smashed to bits.  Its 13.7 billion years old.  There's black holes, neutron stars, dark matter, nebulae, strange areas of almost complete void.  So I have my daily things to worry about.  The stupid parts of life.  Like paying bills and that kind of stuff.  So we have this mundane life against the backdrop of something so vast and mysterious we know almost nothing.  So how do we correlate living in this small terrestrial spaceship doing things like shopping, eating, exorcising brown demons?  Here's the closest thing i can come up with for a science friendly spirituality that doesn't have the ultimate fate of our race dying from a supernova, or, if we weasel our way out of that, thermodynamic heat death.  When you put ice in water, it melts.  This is called entropy.  Its what makes the arrow of time move forward.  Ice cubes don't form out of nowhere.  The total disorder of the system, increases as time moves forward.  What is life?  Reverse entropy.  Plants collect sunlight.  We eat plants.  We are ordered.  And the complexity increases as time goes on.  I am not better than a bacterium.  But you'd have to argue pretty skillfully to convince me that I am not more complex than a bacterium.  So we, meaning life forms on this planet, take the disorder of the closest fusion reactor, the sun, and create a high ordered, reversely entropic creature.  Technology, if you believe in futurist thinkers such as Ray Kurzweil, is growing exponentially.  When we reach the technological singularity, the point at which a machine will have the intelligence of a human being, we may have access to wholly new forms of existence.  Uploading ourselves into computers.  Beam our consciousness into other galaxies.  I don't really know.  Arthur C Clarke said that sufficiently advanced technology will appear to be magic to those without it.  And it is this magic that will take us to the mars, the milky way and beyond.  Ultimately, we may discover a way to reverse the entropy of the entire universe, and become whole again.  Whether we become God or not is open for debate.  Anyway, thats the kind of shit i think about when i'm drunk.

The Smiths

Best band ever.  If you've ever been an angst ridden teenager with an affinity for asexual, effeminate englishmen who have melodramatic, whiny sort of singing voices, then look no furthercuz you've just found your favorite new band.