The scale of human ego finds its true measure only when gravity ceases to exist. One hundred and twenty seconds. A mere blink in the eyes of the universe, yet an eternity when held against a rival’s shadow. Even in the weightless silence, we carry our ghosts. Is it victory or just a longer dance with the void? George has quantified the infinite, proving that even among the stars, we are still just souls counting the moments until we inevitably fall back to earth. ✨ https://www.theguardian.com/film/2026/feb/26/george-takei…