The passion for physics often begins with a spark – for me, it was July 21, 1969. On a clear night, surrounded by the mysterious glow of a black-and-white tube television, I watched the moon landing of Neil Armstrong, Edwin Aldrin, and Michael Collins. That moment, when humanity first set foot on another celestial body, ignited in me an insatiable curiosity for space exploration and a deep enthusiasm for physics. Since that event, my fascination with the universe and its laws has never left me. Physics, this fundamental science that shapes our understanding of the cosmos, became my constant companion. I linked my love for science fiction with the sober reality of physics. I didn't just want to create fantastic worlds; I wanted to make them as realistic as possible. This drive led me to read countless books on physics—both popular and specialized works. Particularly challenging, but also incredibly rewarding, were the texts on particle physics, which marked the beginning of my journey.

Over the years, my interest expanded to other areas of physics. Astrophysics, quantum mechanics, and even the controversial string theory became essential parts of my knowledge base. The string theory, which attempts to unify various models of physics into a coherent whole, was particularly fascinating to me. Yet, like many physical theories, it also left me with a degree of scepticism. Theories like the multiverse hypothesis, which postulates the existence of many parallel worlds, struck me as too speculative, even "spooky." In my view, they lack a realistic foundation. Physics is not just a science of possibilities but also of limits. And it is precisely these limits that often remind us how unique and improbable our existence truly is. The idea that intelligent life exists on other planets may sound fascinating, but I consider the probability of this to be exceedingly low. The development of life, evolving from single-celled organisms into thinking beings, depends on so many coincidences and prerequisites that the notion of contacting extraterrestrial civilizations belongs more to the realm of science fiction.

That is why UFOs, in my opinion, are nonsense, and dealing with them is a pure waste of time. Every sighting of UFOs, with the assumption of little green men, falls into the category of "conspiracy theories," or what some might call nonsense or superstitions. Even if intelligent life does exist beyond Earth, the fact remains that we will never be able to travel faster than light. The laws of physics impose clear limits on this vision. The energy required to make such journeys possible far exceeds our technical capabilities. The idea of interstellar communication or even travel to other stars, therefore, remains, at least according to current scientific understanding, an unattainable dream.

And while humanity reaches for the stars, a bitter realization sets in: Our own planet, our only home, is in danger. Intelligence, as we like to attribute to ourselves, seems more like an illusion. For despite all our progress, we are in the process of destroying the very foundation of our existence. The predictions that humanity might not exist beyond the next 200 to 300 years are alarmingly real. Isaac Asimov once aptly stated: The beings that will succeed us on this planet will not be humans but AI-driven robots.

The fascination for physics and the pursuit of knowledge remains undiminished. But the question lingers: Will we, as a species, be able to use this knowledge to secure our future—or will the laws of physics and our own lack of foresight ultimately lead us into the abyss?