Inside the time bubble we do not age. We age only when we are outside of it.

My reluctance to use alien invasion is due to the feeling that we are not likely to be invaded and taken over.

This is written in the elder days as the Earth rides close to the rim of eternity, edging nearer to the dying Sun, into which her two inner companions of the solar system have already plunged to a fiery death. The Twilight of the Gods is history; and our planet drifts on and on into that oblivion from which nothing escapes, to which time itself may be dedicated in the final cosmic reckoning.

It seems to me, thinking of it, that there must be some universal plan which set in motion the orbiting of the electrons about the nucleus and the slower, more majestic orbit of the galaxies about one another to the very edge of space

Much of what we see in the universe ... starts out as imaginary. Often you must imagine something before you can come to terms with it.

This is the very center of everything there is. A huge black hole eating up the galaxy. The end of everything.

If mankind were to continue in other than the present barbarism, a new path must be found, a new civilization based on some other method than technology