There are the rushing waves, mountains of molecules, each stupidly minding its own business, trillions apart, yet forming white surf in unison.
Ages on ages, before any eyes could see, year after year, thunderously pounding the shore as now. For whom, for what? On a dead planet, with no life to entertain.
Never at rest, tortured by energy, wasted prodigiously by the sun, poured into space, A mite makes the sea roar.
Deep in the sea, all molecules repeat, the patterns of one another, till complex new ones are formed. They make others like themselves, and a new dance starts.
Growing in size and complexity, living things, masses of atoms, DNA, protein, dancing a pattern ever more intricate.
Out of the cradle, onto dry land, here it is, standing: atoms with consciousness; matter with curiosity.
Stands at the sea, wonders at wondering: I, a universe of atoms, an atom in the universe.

衰老是一种疾病吗？这种疾病是可治愈的吗？据 David Sinclair 所说，现在最新的科研成果找到了衰老的原因，找到了衰老的度量方法。科学家们成功地加速了实验小鼠的衰老，他们说，如果你能加速，你就可以减缓。