Have you ever seen a miracle? No! Then imagine... that you are looking down, from some high window, upon the lights of a great city. Lights radiating far as the eye can reach: double rows of lights delineating streets; moving lights indicating cars; red, blue and green lights advertising merchandise or places of entertainment. Hark to the ascending roar of the traffic! Pause awhile: gaze and listen. What a whirlpool! Now turn your head and glance upward. There, twinkling remotely above, are the silent stars. They are worlds -myriads of them! Look down and wonder -look up and marvel -until you ask yourself, in a sudden spasm of ungrammatical amazement: 'Where, the Thunder, did all this come from?'
-excerpt from Nothing Dies by J.W. Dunne.
The real miracle, the incredible thing, is that any of this exists at all.
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