"To the eye of imagination, the great earth has become visibly a sphere; now great, but now a granule in the huge void. Bright Jupiter lies far afield. The vault of the sky, no longer a pricked black tent, is expanded to be depth beyond depth of empty darkness, with here and there a sun, reduced by distance to a mere punctual star. The Milky Way, that vague over-arching stain, is seen now as a tenuous dust of suns, extending outwards disc-wise, far afield beyond the constellations. The blackness around the pole is deep beyond all sounding, is space boundless; wherein the immense galaxy itself is but a mote, a minute wisp of stars. Within that darkness, for imagination’s eye, the swarming galaxies drift like snowflakes; each flake a host of suns, numerous as the sand; each flake the matrix of a million earth-like worlds. The whole unnumbered multitude of the galaxies, so some astronomers say, bursts ever apart, the more remote of them racing away faster than light’s own speed; inaccessible, therefore, to vision."
Olaf Stapledon, The Heavens Declare—Nothing, published after his death at 1954.
Well, I certainly didnt expect to see those dishes there, but they really bring the piece together. Its not just some random shot of space, but someone, standing firmly on the ground, looking up in wonder.
i really really like it, the only neg thing i see for my taste is to many stars, if it was toned down a tad it would be even better, but it is great! the dishes and land at the bottom add more character to the peice also. nice job