Gravity is my god

Isaac Newton, creator of Newton's Law of Universal Gravitation.

Here it is, fresh from the good folk of Wikipedia, it's not as accurate as Einstein's Theory of General Relativity, but it's a great rule of thumb...

Every point mass attracts every single other point mass by a force pointing along the line intersecting both points. The force is proportional to the product of the two masses and inversely proportional to the square of the distance between them:[3]
, where: F is the force between the masses, G is the gravitational constant, m1 is the first mass, m2 is the second mass, and r is the distance between the centers of the masses.

Gravity on the earth and other planets isn't even, it has patches due to the varying density of the minerals that make up our planet and other bodies.

So on earth we feel an attraction of roughly 9.8 metres per second per second, but that varies depending on where we are.  And assumes no other factors apart from the effect of gravity.

Altitude effects the effect of gravity too.

The further we are from earth the less the influence of our planet's gravity, so the higher we are the less we feel gravity, and we see that mostly in spacecraft that get into space.  The International Space Station is another example.

But closer to earth we see the effect of gravity in our high mountains, where the Sherpa dwell, and the air is thin.  The Sherpa are renowned for being able to thrive on the thin air at altitude.

The air is thin up there because it moves down due to gravity and it piles up and compresses down at the lower altitudes and is, as a result, harder to breath at high altitude as the oxygen is less abundant too.

And consequently the gravity shaped air changes how we breath, and some adapt, like the Sherpa.  And others adapt to the lower air, that denser air that gravity has piled up, we crave it.  At height we become dependent on oxygen masks like some depend on nicotine patches.

It's a minor thing the air we breathe, just one of gravity's miracles.

What does my simple god do?

Make sure my feet are flat against the ground?  Ensure that I don't float into space?

Or is it more?

In the furnace of our star, gravity forges minerals and energies.  Light streams out from gravity's furnace.

Gravity makes our world spin from a long ago collision and conservation of angular momentum, the spinning capturing our atmosphere.  Giving us our days and weathers.

Simple and omnipresent.

Gravity is our creator, it is the primary cause of all.  From the light of our sun, to the air we breathe.

We seek to escape our god.  To blast off into space and spread our genes like seeds scattered across a field.

Because our greatest enemy is gravity, the attraction of a meteor, perhaps 20 kilometres across, would by gravity's attraction be our species death.

Yet to leave gravity would be death to our muscles, bones and organs.  Perhaps we will find a way to take our gravity with us.

Until at the end of our days, we bow down in death and hope our spirits fly free from gravity.

We are all stardust.

But gravity made the stars.

And one final thought before we drift apart in cyberspace, what if our need to belong is an evolution of gravity's need to belong.  Both are immaterial needs of the material.