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I finished to read Contact yesterday.
I never saw the movie, so I didn't know a thing about it, when I started. But my mother told me that since I'm currently this obsessed with universe, black holes and modern physics, I would have loved it.
And she was right.
It just gave me this weird feeling that I still can't explain.
This thirst of knowledge. Like in the very moment I closed the book, I felt as if I wanted to know everything about everything.
No, that's not correct. Not about everything.
Just the sky. The time.
The crossing of an event horizon. Wormholes.
The super string theory.
It gave me this feeling. This, and that we'll be able to explain them all.
...and as stupid as it may sound, it means a lot to me.
I never saw the movie, so I didn't know a thing about it, when I started. But my mother told me that since I'm currently this obsessed with universe, black holes and modern physics, I would have loved it.
And she was right.
It just gave me this weird feeling that I still can't explain.
This thirst of knowledge. Like in the very moment I closed the book, I felt as if I wanted to know everything about everything.
No, that's not correct. Not about everything.
Just the sky. The time.
The crossing of an event horizon. Wormholes.
The super string theory.
It gave me this feeling. This, and that we'll be able to explain them all.
...and as stupid as it may sound, it means a lot to me.