People sometimes say something along the lines of “but the scientific outlook makes for such a dull, boring world. If science was the dominant force, then everything would be ordinary and material. Can you never feel the awe and reverance for creation?” And I tend to think about this. I don’t need a stinking god to be floored by the universe. The universe, as it is, without having been shat out out by a dying Titan or automagically puffed into existence by Yahwe’s finger-snapping, is utterly amasing and awesome (in the true sense of the world). Have a look at this clip, and tell me that this is not the true sense of wonder, quite separate from imaginary beings in the sky getting in the way.