Will you review my essay please?

The prompt:

“The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existing. One cannot help but be in awe when one contemplates the mysteries of eternity, of life, of the marvelous structure of reality. It is enough if one tries to comprehend only a little of this mystery every day,” ~ Albert Einstein. Write about a personal experience or an aspect of the world that has engaged your curiosity.

Answer:

The stars. Sitting on top of the world like ants on an anthill. Seemingly small and insignificant. They watch silently as wars rage on, as natural disasters claim lives and as children walk to school. The stars have been there for it all. They were there before us and will be there after us. Professedly infinite as compared to the obviously short existence of the human race. Despite this twinkling constant which appears every night without fail, not nearly enough people appreciate it. The stars are a living testament to the wonders of the universe. It amazes me how many people don’t care. For me, the stars are as magical as believing in Santa as a young child. If there’s one thing that engages my curiosity, it would be the celestial world above me.
Ever since I first learned about the moon landing in 1969, space has intrigued me. As a young boy, my mind was boggled by the fact that we as a human race were able to get to the moon on our first try. I couldn’t even get some math problems right on my first try. It left me pondering how the scientists at NASA were so accurate. They were able to land humans, alive, on the rock orbiting our planet. Not only that, they brought them home without a scratch. Everything had to be right, down to the hundredth of a degree for re-entry into the earth’s atmosphere. With that, I have been left with the simple question, “How?”. As I continued to learn more about space through school and independent study, the stars came in. Trillions of them, covering incomprehensible distances. Our Sun harbors all of the human world as we know it. Each of the stars in the known universe could hold worlds of their own. Maybe their own Earth, and even Moon. Forever unexplored and untouched. The stars fueled my interest in math and science, in hope that I could one day see the world from a mathematical perspective, rather than a “magical” one.
After 12 long years of math and science, I am still baffled by the prospect of floating entities, billowing in flame, with nothing to them but fuel for more flames. They could be encompassed with new mysteries to be solved, but first I need to solve the stars themselves. Without a higher education, I won’t be able to understand more. The stars will continue to watch as the Earth continues on its own trivial path, paling in comparison to the vastness of the world. To the stars we are nothing but another speck. We are just as important as the star on the tip of the big dipper. I hope that my future will hold an answer to my biggest curiosity. If so, I want to give an answer back to the stars. The next time they look down towards that miniscule dot of a world, they’ll see me on my way towards them.