wanting to “become masters of a fraction of a dot.” Take it several steps further. We are fighting on our playgrounds and in our homes over a fractions of a fraction of a dot. Not only “preserve and cherish the blue dot” but the fractions of fractions of the blue dots in our homes. Peace begins with me. ~Marie
Radiating Blossom ~ Flowers & Words
“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…
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