The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena.
On it everyone you love,
everyone you know,
everyone you ever heard of,
every human being who ever was,
lived out their lives.
Thousands of confident religions,
ideologies, and economic doctrines,
every teacher of morals,
every corrupt politician,
every hero and coward,
every creator and destroyer of civilization,
every saint and sinner
in the history of our species,
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.
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,
and underscores our responsibility
and to preserve
and cherish the pale blue dot.
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