You are roughly eighteen billion years old and made of matter That has been cycled through the multimillion-degree heat of innumerable giant stars.
There is no way of knowing in ad.
Evolution is not, and never was, a steady march toward a certain type of order, or life, or consciousness.
Nature is congenitally blind.
During the first few chaotic microseconds, when all the matter and energy there would ever be was erupting from the primeval fireball, there was no great plan to make conscious minds.
Yet the universe did not set out to be aware.
And it is That complexity, of our brains in particular, That is an essential prerequisite to awareness.
Small though we may be physically, we are giants when measured on the scale of complexity.
The fact is, we stand at the known apex of cosmic evolution.
It helps dispel permanently the notion That we are irrelevant and insignificant in nature\'s broad scheme.
Somehow the anarchy of genesis has given way to exquisite, intricate order, so That now there are portions of the universe That can reflect upon themselves and ask: Why am I here? What is the purpose of life, consciousness, and reality? In posing these questions, we are, in a sense, the universe questioning itself - a most extraordinary realization.
Your thoughts at this very moment derive from energy transactions between particles born at the dawn of time.
Some of those tiny, primordial pinpoints of matter from the infant Cosmos have become temporarily arranged to make your brain and mine.
Out of a hot, dense melee of subatomic particles - which is all That once existed - it has fashioned intelligence and consciousness.
In giving birth to us, the universe has performed its most astonishing creative act.
You are very much a child of the cosmos.
You are composed of particles That once were scattered across thousands of light-years of interstellar space, particles That were blasted out of exploding suns and That for eons drifted through the cold, starlit vacuum of the Galaxy.
You are roughly eighteen billion years old and made of matter That has been cycled through the multimillion-degree heat of innumerable giant stars
