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Standing on the earth:



He thinks as he stands beneath the staggering scope of a billion Suns strewn at least 10,000 light-years across from horizon to horizon, trying to embrace it:


"How small we are; even the largest of his personal problems seem trivial by contrast."
(The book: Orbit. Author: John J. Nance.)

That was a lovely story, where a person happens to go on a travel in earths orbit. That person enjoys the earth from the vessel Intrepid.

From up above the earth:

Here our friend @Astro_Soichi  who is in Long duration space flight from December 2009 to June 2010 on the International Space Station, gives us fantastic picture of our earth from high above. More about his profile: http://iss.jaxa.jp/en/ 
Just navigate in the site for some time, we are taken to heaven.
Lets take a look. 

It is damn good. 
I pick just eight pictures from the 600+ pictures he has posted in twitpic. Here they are:





Hi! I am back!!! on Twitpic
Hi! I am back!!!

One more look at our beautiful Mt. Fuji, Japan. on Twitpic
One more look at our beautiful Mt. Fuji, Japan.

Red sea, Egypt, Africa. on Twitpic
Red sea, Egypt, Africa.

For all "Moon Lovers" - Big moon rises over horizon! on Twitpic
For all "Moon Lovers" - Big moon rises over horizon!

Firenze, Italy. on Twitpic
Firenze, Italy.

Space Shuttle Atlantis flew over Atlantic Ocean, and reached ... on Twitpic
Space Shuttle Atlantis flew over Atlantic Ocean, and reached French coast!

Maj Mahal close up. India. on Twitpic
Maj Mahal close up. India.(Taj Mahal)

Bye! on Twitpic
Bye!
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Friends reading this please tweet your favorite pictures from @Astro_Soichi twitpic album.
Let me enjoy some more pictures along with you.

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