“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.”
– Carl Sagan, “Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space.”
Earth Day 2014.
“Then I was standing on the highest mountain of them all,
And round about beneath me was the whole hoop of the world.
And while I stood there I saw more than I can tell and I understood more than I saw;
For I was seeing in a sacred manner the shapes of all things in the spirit,
And the shape of all shapes as they must live together like one being.
And I saw that the sacred hoop of my people was one of many hoops
That made one circle, wide as daylight and as starlight,
And in the center grew one mighty flowering tree to shelter,
All the children of one mother and one father.
And I saw that it was holy.”
“Black Elk’s Great Vision” – Black Elk, 1931
This is for the victims of last week’s fertilizer plant explosion in the tiny central Texas hamlet of West. The blast and ensuing fire killed 14 and injured more than 200. The town is almost completely devastated. It’s sadly ironic this incident occurred right before Earth Day; considering that highly volatile ammonium nitrate fertilizer is the key component in the debacle.
“Can earth be Earth when all its trees are gone,
And sudsy waters have become unfit,
And poisoned life no longer greets the dawn
With raucous sounds that death has caused to quit?
Will trees no longer wave, with limbs unfurled,
On hapless earth, that ever in orbit roams?
Will human ego sacrifice the world
To satiate its lust for pompous homes?
Will distant space look down on orb that’s bald.
I now can hear the mother say,
“I was once called Earth.
But now, bereft of mirth, I weep.
That treeless orb’s no longer Earth”
Can Earth Be Earth? – Garvit Agarwal
Earth Day 2012
Keep the Earth clean. It’s the only one we have!