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Behind 2001: A Space Odyssey

Spoiler Warning: First 9 Minutes

I watched a behind the scenes documentary of 2001: A Space Odyssey last night. I have to simply say that I love that movie. I love it so much because it explores a world of such massiveness and uncertainty. I can hardly express what I feel when such grand philosophical ideas are presented to me.

Who are we? Why do we kill each other on earth? What is this vast space we call the universe? What am I doing here? Am I really that important? What…

There is just so much we don’t know about our world. Yet, we are always so quick to haphazardly answer it. Why should we have to do that? Why can’t we just explore and discover? Why can’t the human race come together and work on a common goal of exploring the world around us?

Why do we need to waste our lives on senseless wars on beliefs that have little basis? Why can’t we all believe in the religion of discovery?

These questions have consumed my mind for ages. I sometimes forget as I am so caught up in the daily routine of life. Everyone loves to tell you what to do, and it’s usually just a reflection of themselves, a sort of self-validation.

But there is just so much out there…

I love people who can admire the world around us. From the tiniest organism to the numerous solar systems all throughout the universe.

I personally get a sort of high. It makes all my problems disapear. Not that they are problems to begin with.

I feel like I am part of a minority. Do others not have the capability to grasp these grand thoughts? Do they shut these ideas out immediately because it feels better to be certain about the future? Can they not feel the euphoric high I feel when I contemplate everything?

I can’t answer these questions, but I’m always trying to figure them out. Humans are a fascinating subject in itself.

I admire people like Stanley Kubrik and Arthur C. Clark who take such an obsession to detailing the vastness of our universe. This obsession brings out amazing art that helps raise the collective consciousness of the world.

So many things in our lives don’t matter. How can you not just set your mind free and to do whatever you really feel like doing? Why suffer when you have nothing to lose?

We were born into the most amazing playground. One of just potentially many in our universe.

Why do you do what you do?

Carl Zetterlund

P.S. I am at unease that political issues were at the heart of us spending billions to get to the moon. Once the race to space was over, the money was funneled elsewhere. Hmmm…

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