Friday, October 23, 2009

in another lifetime...

i would have been an astrobiologist. i realize that this invokes ideas of little grey men and X-Files reruns, and screams pseudoscience to the uninformed mind, but it's actually a fairly prolific area of scientific study. David Grinspoon calls it "natural philosophy", which i love; the term itself combines the physical world with the obsessive introspection that is philosophy, while literally describing the study of places and things that we cannot and most likely will not ever see.

logically though, it makes sense to look to our own planet for ideas of what composes the interstellar macrocosm. if it happened once, it likely happened twice. maybe life has not manifested itself in the same explicit way that it has in our own backyard, but ignoring the likelihood of some flora or fauna exsisiting somewhere in the universe is a pretty narcissitic way to interpret the infinte. why is it so easy to believe in an invisible, omnipotent bearded guy but impossible to consider that there is or was bacteria living on Mars?

its not so much that i particularly believe in aliens. i wonder where we got this image of the skinny grey invaders that infest any logical discussion of otherworldly life. i just want to investigate, to look, to not necessarily know for sure, or find out the truth, but just to see, y'know? it's like most other discussions of belief and perception, we run everything though the congenital filtering system that constructs our temporal exsistence....and now we're back to William Blake, again: “If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear as it is - infinite."

in any case, i think it would be cool to spend your time digging through icebergs and peering through telescopes, looking for a truth that is both evasive and substantial. not very lucrative, possible totally futile, but at least real.






oh, and the pictures above are of Blood Falls, and the ALH 84001
meteorite.