Saturday, June 7, 2008

We Are Here: The Pale Blue Dot

Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader", every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there-on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.

Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.

The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.

It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known.



Anonymous said...

para nena q no entiendo una chota!!! JAJAJA
adivina kien soy
arre (?)
mira te voy a dejar un video q puede recordarte viejos tiempos compartidos, a ver si adivinas quien soy

seeeeeee esos VIEJOS tiempos cuando empezamos a interactuar con el mundo in english (?) que veiamos el video de wizadora y a mi no me gustaba bah no entendia nada, yo me desesperaba por la grabacion q habia al principio, los muppets cantando kokomo!!! y que a vos te iba todo 10 y a mi me iba para el traste y mi vieja me mandaba con tu vieja para q me explique jajajaja :D

bueno querida vieja compañera y amiga, a ver si un dia nos juntamos a tomar algo y hablar de nuestro paso a la adultez (?) jejeej
un besote grande! t kiero, suertee!!

Macky said...

quiero saber quien sos :P
igual tngo una pequeña idea

ame ese video por diosss
q lindos recuerdos (L)

off the florida keys
there's a place called
that's where u wanna go
to get away from it all


uhh i wanna take ya
come on pretty mama
baby why don't we go

muy genial

simplemente recuerdos de una epoca en la q wizadora con su apple era lo mas

Leito said...

So Macky has changed his native language to english.

Leito :p