Who are we, if not measured by our impact on others?
It's a lazy Saturday afternoon, there's a couple lying naked in bed reading Encyclopediea Brittannica to each other, and arguing about whether the Andromeda Galaxy is more 'numinous' than the Ressurection. Do they know how to have a good time, or don't they?
The Cosmos is all that is or ever was or ever will be.
I would suggest that science is, at least in my part, informed worship.
We live on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam
The Big Bang is our modern scientific creation myth. It comes from the same human need to solve the cosmological riddle [Where did the universe come from?]