I have my existence on an orb that is spinning at one thousand miles per hour. Not only that, but this orb is traveling through the frozen vacuum of space at sixty-seven thousand miles per hour. Where is it going? No where. It's circling a much hotter, much larger, and much less dense orb. And from this less dense orb comes that which activates all things necessary to the existence of all things on, and within, this orb. Seems quaint enough, in a cosmic sort of way. However, when I consider that most of the surface of this orb is covered in water, while also considering its rate of speed and spin, I can't help feeling that our position here is just really precarious. All that water! If anything interrupts that spin or speed, there's going to be a lot of mopping up to do afterwards, and almost certainly no one left to do it. Or, if anyone is left to do it, almost certainly they'll be in no condition to do so. And even if they were in good enough physical condition to allow for mopping, almost certainly they'll lack the will to do so. No doubt my observation will cause you to view meteors and asteroids in a less than favorable light from now on. A meteor or an asteroid could potentially affect the spin of our orb. But the truth is that meteors and asteroids don't slam into our orb; our orb slams into meteors and asteroids? And all this time you thought that meteors and asteroids were the aggressors. Most of them are consumed by the orb's mouth and teeth--otherwise known as an atmosphere. Think, man! Would something the size of a football field or smaller knowingly take on something the size of a planet? Certainly not without the reality-blurring influence of alcohol? And where would a meteor or asteroid get alcohol out in the frozen vacuum of space anyway?
