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Just remember that you're standing on a planet that's evolving
And revolving at nine hundred miles an hour,
That's orbiting at nineteen miles a second, so it's reckoned,
A sun that is the source of all our power.
The sun and you and me and all the stars that we can see
Are moving at a million miles a day
In an outer spiral arm, at forty thousand miles an hour,
Of the galaxy we call the 'Milky Way'.
Our galaxy itself contains a hundred billion stars.
It's a hundred thousand light years side to side.
It bulges in the middle, sixteen thousand light years thick,
But out by us, it's just three thousand light years wide.
We're thirty thousand light years from galactic central point.
We go 'round every two hundred million years,
And our galaxy is only one of millions of billions
In this amazing and expanding universe.

The universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding
In all of the directions it can whizz
As fast as it can go, at the speed of light, you know,
Twelve million miles a minute, and that's the fastest speed there is.
So remember, when you're feeling very small and insecure,
How amazingly unlikely is your birth,
And pray that there's intelligent life somewhere up in space,
'Cause there's bugger all down here on Earth.

Well if you were back in Ancient Egypt when they were building the pyramids and got on a spaceship that traveled the speed of light, you'd only be about 1/20th across the Milky Way galaxy by now!

And as pointed out, the Milky Way galaxy (with its hundred billion stars) is just an average galaxy in a known universe that has trillions and trillions of galaxies.

If I was given the ability to live forever and travel the speed of light in a gigantic spaceship that held every single bottle of wine ever made and every single book ever written, by the time I got done consuming all the wine and reading every book, I'd only be a tiny fraction of the way across the universe and I'd start to get very bored (not to mention having a huge hangover after drinking every drop of wine ever produced).

Imagine having the patience to count every grain of sand on earth and count every single tree and then count each leaf on each tree and catalog it all in an Excel Spreadsheet. In fact, what if you were directed to catalog every single item on planet earth right down to the atomic level. Yes, that would take a very long time. But it would only be an eyeblink in eternity.

They say that if you put a monkey on a typewriter and give him eternity to type at random, eventually that monkey would inadvertently strike the proper combination of keys to re-produce Shakespeare's "Hamlet." Let's say that the monkey finally does this 82 quintillion centuries from now. Now you put the same monkey in front of a piano and have him strike the keys at random until one of Beethoven's sonatas are inadvertently re-produced. Whatever zintillion centuries that takes, you take that same monkey, give him an easel and unlimited sketchpads and wait until he inadvertently re-creates the Mona Lisa.

Now when all those three things are done, you will be very, very bored. Yet this too would be but an eyeblink in eternity.

My point is, do we really want to live for all eternity? Be careful what you wish for.