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The Fifty-Three Portals to The Human Soul

I can’t help but feel that science-fiction has been ridiculously underestimated. Just about every sci-fi piece that I’ve read which was written after Hitchhiker’s Guide to The Galaxy uses the vast infiniteness of Space as a commentary on the mundanity of life. Television shows like Futurama and Rick and Morty have kept up the absurdist tradition, making it look like nihilism and science-fiction are inseparable. But reading the writings of Ptolemy, Copernicus, and even Kepler makes one think that our attitude to space should be very different. Throughout human history, gazing at the heavens has struck us with awe and wonder, not existential crises. But todays media only expresses the depressing, the empty, the infinite nothingness of space. There’s little to be said about the mysticism. If we really wanted to advance the genre of science-fiction, we would be trying to restore the mysticism of outer space, not destroy it.

Kurt Vonnegut was one of the most mystic agnostics I’ve ever read…

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