Randomness and the night sky

**Sometimes modern life blows my mind, and it should blow yours, too.

I live in New York City. Despite the grand, sparkling lights (which are not visible from below) - the night skies are a disappointment. There is no darkness. No reminder of nothingness at all. No stars. Like an Allman Brother without a Melissa, we are a city without night. In fact, there are only a few areas in the U.S. where one can see the Milky Way anymore. Only in the deepest jungles and undeveloped lands, can humans look up and see the galactic swirl above us - reminding us of our tininess, insignificance, and the grandness of everything.

Some scientists remark at the lack of darkness as negatively affecting wildlife (those poor sea turtles can't find their way to the ocean). Others take my point of view - without darkness, without night, without stars, without the Milky Way - we lose a slice of humanity. We can no longer see that which we cannot grasp - we are limited by earthly trimmings. How can our souls long? How can we yearn to know what we never will? How can we be humbled by the night sky as we once were?