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Just last night, I looked up at a crystal clear half-moon, and drew comfort from the fact that, while I am not significant individually, our species visited the place that quadrillions of our ancestors, human, primate or mammal have looked upon, and I, an insignificant high school student, touched a rock from that faraway place, forged with an impact of ungraspable scale; a rock made of the same basic particles I was, and now I looked up at it's source and drew comfort from our kinship and shared insignificance in our relative scale.
Neil made that epiphany possible. He represented us; he could have signed autographs, done interviews on every talkshow, and took every bit of credit he deserved; but instead, he lived in solitude comparable to the common man. He could have lived as a celebrity, but instead he lived until his death as he lives after his death; a tremendous idea and inspiration to everyone, speaking infinity through smiling and taking quiet pictures with presidents; sacrificing his image so that we could project our own. Thank you, Neil, because while I still feel alone in the world, I'll take in the "magnificent desolation" whenever I can.
Neil made that epiphany possible. He represented us; he could have signed autographs, done interviews on every talkshow, and took every bit of credit he deserved; but instead, he lived in solitude comparable to the common man. He could have lived as a celebrity, but instead he lived until his death as he lives after his death; a tremendous idea and inspiration to everyone, speaking infinity through smiling and taking quiet pictures with presidents; sacrificing his image so that we could project our own. Thank you, Neil, because while I still feel alone in the world, I'll take in the "magnificent desolation" whenever I can.
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