I never got into 'Star Wars.' Maybe because they made no attempt to portray real physics. At all.

So when I think of, what is the meaning of life, to me, that's not an eternal unanswerable question. To me it is in arms reach of me every day.

Dark matter and dark energy are two things we measure in the universe that are making things happen, and we have no idea what the cause is.

Many people are unhappy because there was some point in their past where there was some glory day, and as they get older they're not creating more glory days. They reflect on a time that they will never reach again, and it brings some level of dissatisfaction into their lives. I have circumvented that by simply making incumbent upon myself to always be productive in ways that are consistent with my physical body, my mental state of knowledge, but more important, my presumed growth in wisdom that would come with age.

We can trace the elements. They were forged in the centers of high-mass stars that went unstable at the ends of their lives, they exploded, scattered their enriched contents across the galaxy, sprinkled into gas clouds that then collapsed and formed stars and planets and life.

We are not figuratively, but literally stardust.

Next time you're stunned by a large moon on the horizon, bend over and view it between your legs. The effect goes away entirely.