My Sunday Project fail

So, in my quest to post something creative involving the word “infantile” I just kept thinking of my daily bike rides where I spend the entire time contemplating the universe and why we are all here and what does it all mean man???  When I first saw the word infantile of course I think of babies. Naturally, the question that arises when thinking of babies is where do they come from?  Not like birds and the bees kind of thing but like only 9 months before they were in the world they didn’t exist or were microscopic.  That just amazes me everytime I think about it. So I think about it alot.  And I think about the universe and how I am more than microscopic to the celestial bodies out there in space.  I mean, there are black holes that are 6 billion times larger than our sun – I can’t even fathom the size of it.  So I spend my time imagining that all this space that we are floating in and all this mysterious dark matter that surrounds us is part of a larger organism that we are too small to fathom, imagine or even adequately envision.  Our DNA holds a vast universe of information that we have only begun to uncover and we have only begun to witness events happening in deep space.  So from where we stand infinity reaches in both directions, in terms of size, infinitely large, infinitely small.  In our ever broadening awareness of our world lies our understanding of ourselves and our appropriate place in the scheme of things.  I’m sure you can see now why I wasn’t able to post something in regards to “infantile” on Sunday if this is what happens!