by Chet Raymo
"Doris Lessing's dedication for her science-fiction trilogy Canopus In Argos: Archives: "For my father, who used to sit, hour after hour, night after night, outside our house in Africa, watching the stars. 'Well,' he would say, 'if we blow ourselves up, there's plenty more where we cam from!'" And he didn't know the half of it. He didn't know the billionth of it.
Here's another way to think of it. The image on your computer screen is about 10x10 centimeters. Imagine the image as a tile of that size. A survey of the whole sky -- the whole visible universe from Earth -- would encompass 12.7 million tiles, enough to cover 18 footfall fields!
And each tile shows something like 10,000 galaxies. (You can fly into the field of galaxies here.)
A typical galaxy contains as many stars as there are grains of salt in 10,000 one-pound boxes of salt. We are potentially seeing the light of more than 1,000,000,000,000,000 stars. Most, or all, of which have planets.
We've been over this before, but it's worth coming back to. It's not easy to get one's head around. Surely, discovering the scale of the universe is the greatest intellectual achievement in human history, and one of the least appreciated. We live in a universe of at least 10 billion galaxies - maybe an infinite number - and we go on worshiping the gods of our cave-dwelling ancestors. Gods with human faces, human qualities, human actions.
Perfectly natural to do so. The familiar is always more consoling than the unfamiliar. As for myself, I stare into those vast and almost unimaginable depths of space and I'm humbled into silence. Stunned. Ecstatic. Curious. Proud of what we have discovered. Knowing that future generations will consider our knowledge fragmentary and naive. Yes, there's plenty more where we came from. And we haven't the foggiest notion of what's yet to come.”