Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Who are we?

Putting things into perspective.


Anonymous said...

Tout est relatif... Bizarre mais je me sens d'un coup toute petite...
bise... et merci pour le lien vers mon blog ;+)

JoAnn said...

The reminds me of a poem by Thomas Campion:

What if a day, or a month, or a yeare
Crown thy delights with a thousand sweet contentings?
Cannot a chance of a night or an howre
Crosse thy desires with as many sad tormentings?
Fortune, honor, beauty, youth
Are but blossoms dying;
Wanton pleasure, doating love,
Are but shadowes flying.
All our joyes are but toyes,
Idle thoughts deceiving;
None have power of an howre
In their lives bereaving.

Earthes but a point to the world, and a man
Is but a point to the worlds compared centure:
Shall then a point of a point be so vaine
As to triumph in a seely points adventure?
All is hassard that we have,
There is nothing biding;
Dayes of pleasure are like streames
Through faire meadowes gliding.
Weale and woe, time doth goe,
Time is ever turning:
Secret fates guide our states,
Both in mirth and mourning.

Tony said...

Bonjour JoAnn! Thanks for this text, I really like Campion too (and not only because he was a scientist too ;-) )

Jayson said...

Wow thanks for the lesson in size Tony. It has really expanded my view of the universe.

Tony said...

So does it answer this eternal philosophical question "Does size matter?" ?