Songs for Dead Planets

"My battery is running low, and it’s getting dark....”

As a dead planet, i can confirm this really helps me do my homework

-"Are you scared?" +"No....Not anymore...." -"Whys that?" +"Because there's nothing left to be afraid of"

"Are all the accomplishments of humanity fated to be nothing more than a layer of broken, plastic shards, thinly strewn across a fossil bed, sandwiched between the Burgess shale and an eon's worth of mud?"

"I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain."

My father died on November 16, 2020, His name was Alexey. The past year has been very difficult for me, I have a constant feeling of emptiness in my heart. 4 months after his death, my mother and I bought a dog Shiba Inu breed, named after my father's school nickname. Jack. I really miss my dad very much and I really hope that one day I will see him in my dream. Sorry, the soul is boiling. "Live so that every dog ​​gives you a paw", my father told me before leaving on his last trip to the north.

Billions of years later, when some strange creature intercepts the Voyager, they will listen to it and they will know of an abandoned planet, far far away, that was once alive and beautiful.

Makes me nostalgic for futures none of us will live to see. The memories. The lifetimes. All ahead of us among the stars.

Catherine? Please don't leave me alone. -Simon (from SOMA)

"We are the middle children of history. Born too late to explore earth, born too early to explore space." - Anonymous

Earth: "Play this at my funeral."

“Two possibilities exist: either we are alone in the Universe or we are not. Both are equally terrifying.” - Arthur C. Clarke

imagine the billions upon billions of stars, galaxies. planets desolate and rocky, just silently eroding against whatever scary elements they find themselves in. maybe some planets with water, maybe even some with life, primitive or advanced like ours. imagine the fauna and flora that might exist out there. makes me sad that I'll never live to see what mysterious events are unfolding light years away.

This is the comment section i want to be with. Among non toxic people that loves and fascinates with universe, thinking about future of our planet...sun...galaxy. Love you all, astronomy nerds <3

Create a universe. Twist a hand and just let the galaxies flow through your fingertips. Obsess over tiny details, the colour of a flower- that specific shade of orange in the evening sky. Scattering moons into orbit like grains of sand. That is what it means to be a God.

“When the universe has crushed him man will still be nobler than that which kills him, because he knows that he is dying, and of its victory the universe knows nothing.” ― Will Durant, The Lessons of History

Whenever I feel overwhelmed by thoughts of dread and suicide, I pop over to this channel and comment section. Being lost in sound has saved my life so many times. Thank you.

Hello to the future, hello to the year 2500 if anyone will be here to read this. This is for you. I hope you find comfort out there, something profound beyond our emotions locked up on a single planet right now. I hope the Universe will teach you compassion, understanding, and humbleness. But I hope most of all you have something to smile about, even if the new world around you seems bleek, dull, and uncertain. For that I want you to remember us, stuck down here on Earth, because were all too familar with that feeling too. And we find our hope in you. So stay strong. -2020

"Life has been proven to exist beyond the earth, and this life was like us. 9 billion years have passed before the dawn of the Earth, it is a possibility we are in the age of glory, when organisms with minds to create have begun to shape their existence. However we might have been born past that epoch. perhaps that time of glory has ended long ago, and these millions of civilizations have succumbed to the great destroyer, and silence persists. I see a trillion rusting cities on foreign shores. I see a trillion derelects that outlived their fathers. I see a trillion dying races on long dead worlds. In the sands of Mars I see the sands of time, in those ruins a telling of the future and a history of the past. I am no longer human like the people that greet me upon my return, I see past our veil and see the stars beyond them. We are very slowly becoming alone."

Too long we scoured amongst the stars. For too long we gazed with fascination and eagerness from glint to twinkling glint. When we finally mastered our engines and mustered our strengths to fling ourselves with mighty distress into the deepness of the cosmos, too long did we spend poring over every dune and under every stone and in every breath of foreign wind. Too long did we search. For LIFE. How we clamoured for that marvellous, calamitous spark. A deluge of delight awaited us just around every corner of every world, ever elusive, but ever taunting. How we mourned every stillborn world, every orb of stone casting themselves in wide arcs around their lonely suns. How we grieved as if it were our own children we arrived to find absent in those blustery, cold plains of desolation. With every world we swept, our hearts faded of hope a little more. Too long it was before we finally realised. There was already life here. And we killed it. EARTH.