You Are All Stardust.

What Science Is All About Is A Process. It's Like Saying, "well, Is It Important For People To Know That World War Ii Happened?" Well It's Part Of What Makes Us Who We Are. And So, There's Basic Bits Of Science We Need To Know.

Every Atom In Your Body Came From A Star That Exploded. And The Atoms In Your Left Hand Probably Came From A Different Star Than Your Right Hand. It Really Is The Most Poetic Thing I Know About Physics: You Are All Stardust.

Occam's Razor Suggests That, If Some Event Is Physically Plausible, We Don't Need Recourse To More Extraordinary Claims For Its Being. Surely The Requirement Of An All-powerful Deity Who Somehow Exists Outside Of Our Universe, Or Multiverse, While At The Same Time Governing What Goes On Inside It, Is One Such Claim. It Should Thus Be A Claim Of Last, Rather Than First, Resort.

Now, Since The Time Of Newton There Had Been A Debate About Whether Light Was A Wave - That Is, A Traveling Disturbance In Some Background Medium - Or A Particle, Which Travels Regardless Of The Presence Of A Background Medium. The Observation Of Maxwell That Electromagnetic Waves Must Exist And That Their Speed Was Identical To That Of Light Ended The Debate: Light Was An Electromagnetic Wave.

The Universe Has A Much Greater Imagination Than We Do, Which Is Why The Real Story Of The Universe Is Far More Interesting Than Any Of The Fairy Tales We Have Invented To Describe It.