“Standing there, peering around his room, Pete realized something that should have dawned on him years ago: Science really did suck. (Russell was right.) There just wasn’t any point to it. Sure, in its most altruistic distillation, science saved lives—but when had it ever made those lives worth living? The cold machine called science’s sole purpose, and Pete knew it now, was to drain the wonder out of things, to sap the imagination of its juices, to rob possibilities from dreamers. Science explained without ever getting to the crux of the matter, locking us all into a single paradigm of thought: that all we are is randomly accumulated stardust hanging out on a larger clump of randomly accumulated stardust that is spiraling out and away from other chunks of randomly accumulated stardust, on a collision course with an empty infinity.” ScienceUniverseStarsInfinityCanis Major Book:Canis Major Source: Canis Major
“How did he get here? What drew him back? Easy answer: the monkey bars. Not-so-easy answer. . . . What took him away in the first place? Gyroscopic deflections are only partly to blame. Who can stop a revolving planet? Who can predict where on the table a spinning quarter will fall flat?” DepressionNostalgiaReminiscenceMonkey Bars Book:Monkey Bars Source: Monkey Bars
“On a nightstand in a teenager’s room, a glass vase filled with violets leans precariously against a wall. The only thing saving the vase from a thousand-piece death on the hardwood floor is the groove in the nightstand’s surface that catches the bottom of vase, and of course the wall itself. The violets, nearly a week old, droop in the light of a waning gibbous moon. Wrinkled petals are already piling up on the floor between the nightstand and the wall, and a girl only six days sixteen stares at the dying bouquet from her bed.” FictionHigh SchoolAbuseYoung AdultInsanityShort StoryFlowersAdolescenceTeenWerewolvesHallucinationViolets Book:Emily Smiles for April Source: Emily Smiles for April
“When you view your world exclusively through the lens of science, your prescription will never be strong enough.” ArtRealityScienceWonderCreativityAweMysticismQuantum PhysicsLeft BrainSpirtuality Author:Jay Nichols