The stars have been waiting for us,    for billions of years. 

Tell the stars we are coming.

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“A religion, old or new, that stressed the magnificence of the universe as revealed by modern science, might be able to draw forth reserves of reverence and awe hardly tapped by the conventional faiths. Sooner or later such a religion will emerge.” -- Carl Sagan

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I am a deeply religious non-believer.  
This is a somewhat new kind of religion.
 - Albert Einstein

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“We build too many walls and not enough bridges.”
  --  Isaac Newton

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Our ancestors lived in a world of gods and demons, magic and superstition. Although some still try to cling to that past from thousands of years ago, it is gone - dragons & unicorns, elves & fairies, angels & demons, gods & goddesses - all gone.

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Michaelangelo’s Creation of Adam - - Images often have a larger version available in a separate window. Try clicking.

Today our world is stars & galaxies; DNA & computers. Our footprints are on the moon and our little probe Voyager is on its way to the stars.! Now our science is far beyond any magic from the past. 

We need new guides, not fading gods and childish thinking. We need bridges, not walls, ...

We need a path which can take us far, far beyond religion …


all the way to the stars ...

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Today our footprints are on the Moon … and little Voyager is on its way to the stars!

What do they have to tell us - these our starry companions through time and space? Did they see the iron pounding in our blood forged in the stars before our sun? Did they find lucky little Earth hiding in a quiet corner? And did they see the cosmic winds wandering among the stars like sowers with bags of seeds -- sprinkling down upon Earth the beginnings of life?

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The Hubble Deep Field view, a portion of the sky smaller than a fraction of our Moon.
These are not stars but galaxies, each containing hundreds of billions of stars.

Come with me and let’s re-view our new world together. My own personal quest for Einstein's new kind of religion has led me beyond science, religion and society.  I’ll try to share where I’ve been in hopes it will help you on your way.  As children say when playing doctor: “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.” Of course they are talking about their private parts, but then our heart is our most private part, isn’t it?

Obviously we are in a compromised position: We need society and yet it is killing us. Our politics presume that we still act like scared little monkeys running across the plains of Africa, trying to tell the difference a bush and a lion. Or is there more for us today? I think the scared little monkeys not only avoided the lions of the past, but also the TV preachers of today, stood up on their hind legs, beheld the stars and set out to go there. We are part of that journey.

Here our appeal will not be to authorities of the past, magic or the supernatural, but to what nature herself has to show us. While we will rescue some valuables from the religions and thinkers of our past, this is a journey of fading gods, of mileposts and shores left behind - a journey not for the faint hearted. As Columbus said: 

"You can never cross the ocean   . . . 
until you have the courage to lose sight of the shore.

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Come, my friends, ’Tis not too late to seek a newer world. 

Come, my friends,

’Tis not too late to seek a newer world.

Push off, and sitting well in order smite

The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds

To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths

Of all the western stars, until I die.

It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:

It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,

And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.

Tho’ much is taken, much abides; and tho’

We are not now that strength which in old days

Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are;

One equal temper of heroic hearts,

Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will

To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

  --  Tennyson

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The iron pounding in our blood was forged in the stars. It calls us home.

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