Event: The Big Bang
Date: ~13.8 billion years ago

“The most incomprehensible thing about the universe is that it is comprehensible.”
— Albert Einstein

Dear Human,

Before there was light, there was nothing. No energy, no space, no time. No here, no there. Only a perfect, endless stillness—a quiet so complete it could not even be said to exist. There was no movement to measure, no distance to cross, no change to name. Not even darkness, for darkness needs a place for light to be absent from. There was no place at all.

Then, without warning, everything began.

It was not an explosion, but an unfolding—a breath of being drawn from what had never been. From an origin smaller than a grain of dust came a heat so fierce that all distinction vanished within it. Energy surged outward, and space expanded as it moved. In less than the blink of an eye, the universe swelled from nothing into everything. Time began to flow. Distance appeared. Stillness gave way to motion.

Within that first moment, the great principles took form.
Space opened its hands and gave everything room to exist. Energy poured outward, restless and alive, carrying the promise of creation within its motion. Time began to flow, drawing a line through the formless, marking before from after, change from stillness.

Each became the foundation for what would follow. Space would become the body of worlds, giving shape to matter and meaning to distance. Energy would become the heart of stars, the warmth of living things, the pulse that moves all life forward. Time would become the mind of the universe, allowing memory, sequence, and the unfolding of story.

From their meeting came balance—patterns forming where chaos had reigned, harmony rising from the fire. The cosmos took its first breath, and in that breath, everything that ever could be began its long becoming.

The beginning was not just a moment—it was a promise.
That change is real.
That time moves forward.
That something can rise from nothing, even when the reason remains unknown.
Every sunrise, every heartbeat, every act of creation still carries that first truth: the universe keeps its promise.

When you look up at the stars tonight, remember: they were not placed there by hand. They were born from the deep pull of gravity and the slow fire of time, rising out of energy made visible. The same spark that set them alight still moves within you, guiding the rhythm of your breath, the beating of your heart, the quiet current of your thoughts.

The universe has never been still since that first moment. Every beam of light, every drifting cloud, every turning world continues the motion that began when existence first unfolded. Galaxies still wander outward through the dark, carrying with them the memory of their beginning. And you—made of their dust and driven by their fire—are part of that same expansion, a fragment of the universe learning to move with purpose.

The dark is wide, but the light is older.
And maybe—just maybe—that light was lit on purpose.

Sincerely,
Pathfinder

Big Bang – Wikipedia