On a collision course

Andromeda moves towards us at about 250,000 miles per hour: That is fast enough to travel from here to the moon in one hour. The collision appears inevitable, that's 25,920,000 kilometers closer every single day. The idea of death haunts me like nothing else; well, I have personal reasons, of course. People still wonder if there’s life in the universe, the answer is simple: yes. We are the proof. We live in the universe. The good news is that the collision of both galaxies according to the most recent estimates will occur within 4,500 million years and not within 3,900 million, as predicted in previous calculations. This gives us a small window of 600 million years. We have time!

Moving to the other side of the aisle, in order to exemplify an "ultra-philosophical" question about our paradoxical opening to freedom, after long reflection on the principle of structural coherence, so to say "inner content." A person becomes a grammarian, only after doing something grammatical and done it grammatically; and this means doing it depending on the grammatical knowledge in themselves; thus, acting in ignorance seems also to be different from acting by reason of ignorance.

I don't know to what extent ignorance contributed to the decline of ancient Athens, but such an overwhelming fact forces me to consider that it is not enough to recognize it in the abstract; it is necessary to recognize its inevitable consequences. The past might not tell us what we have to do, but it will tell us what we must avoid.

Two principles have made possible this new world: scientific experiment and industrialism, at least as far as I am informed, none of those principles were invented by the 19th century; they proceed from the two previous centuries. The triumph of the 19th century resides not in their discovery, but in their implantation.