Human nature can be, at times, hypocritical. Throughout the evolution of our species, we have developed the mental capacity to understand when something appears to be dangerous or beautiful, yet we seem to be drawn to things which are simultaneously both. Like sirens calling us to abandon our ships and swim away from safety.
Space has always fascinated me. It is both exhaustingly terrifying and magnificently beautiful. Our human minds are unable to comprehend its infinite size and our instincts drive us to never stop exploring it. We send probes and satellites and men into this great unknown so that we may map and understand that which we cannot see with our naked eyes. Our planet hurdles through a vacuum entirely uninhabitable to our kind.
It is a humbling feeling, to stand in the midst of a forest. To be completely surrounded and outnumbered by life. Where every green thing moving in the wind is some form of the earth, living and breathing and evolving. Each rustle in the foliage is some creature.