#Fiction Monday (122) - Perspectives - Perspective

This game is hosted by Vinitha Dileep, on her blog  'Reflections' and
I discovered it on Esha's  blog. This time  the  word prompt is 'DUST'.

"Traim pe un fir de praf suspendat intr-o raza de soare"

What do you feel when you look at a starry sky? At a particular sparkle?
Do you think is it possible that exactly then, somewhere in the Universe, another
soul will look at the same target, or at least the same area of the sky?
It's a bit difficult to relate to infinity, but that's the only way we could understand
how microscopic we are. I wonder if understanding perspectives could also give us
solutions to the problems of the 'Blue Dot', as Carl Sagan called the planet Earth...

"Cosmosul este in noi. Suntem creati din praf  de stele.
Suntem calea prin care Universul se cunoaste pe sine."

Ce simtiti cand va uitati la un cer instelat? La o anume licarire? Credeti ca este posibil
ca exact atunci, undeva in Univers, un alt suflet sa priveasca aceeasi tinta, sau macar
aceeasi bucatica de cer?
Cam greu sa ne raportam la infinit, insa doar asa am putea  intelege cat suntem de
microscopici. Ma intreb daca intelegerea perspectivelor ne-ar putea da si solutii
pentru problemele  'Punctului Albastru', cum numea Carl Sagan, planeta Pamant...



#Fiction Monday (121) - Hindering and solutions