Growing up, Stephen Hawking was always a source of comfort to me. Knowing that his brilliant mind was surpassing all odds to discover the unknown, always gave me hope whenever I felt as though the world was falling apart. I would say to myself, “at least Stephen Hawking is still alive.” Now he’s gone but I’d like to imagine that his consciousness still exists, much like Superman’s fathers’ through the Fortress of Solitude. R.I.P. Stephen Hawking
Growing up, Stephen Hawking was always a source of comfort to me. Knowing that his brilliant mind was surpassing all odds to discover the unknown, always gave me hope whenever I felt as though the world was falling apart. I would say to myself, “at least Stephen Hawking is still alive.” Now he’s gone but I’d like to imagine that his consciousness still exists, much like Superman’s fathers’ through the Fortress of Solitude. R.I.P. Stephen Hawking
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