Little Blue Dot Today

Now zoom out.

No heaven. No hell. Just this. Just us. Just now.

There is no border in that pixel. No passport. No stock market. No “us” and “them.” No red state, blue state, no winning team, no losing team. Just a mote of dust — damp with oceans — floating in an endless, silent dark.

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Carl Sagan, who convinced NASA to turn Voyager 1 around for that final portrait, wrote: “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… There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world.”

Little Blue Dot. Everything you’ve ever known.

What do you see?

Every general who ever thundered a charge. Every king, queen, dictator, and president. Every child who scraped a knee. Every first kiss. Every last breath. Every prayer whispered in a foxhole or a cathedral. Every invention, every mistake, every poem, every genocide, every act of grace.

Now it’s our turn. Write your own letter. Live your own message. But never forget:

Is what I’m about to do worthy of this tiny, miraculous, irreplaceable world? Little Blue Dot

Little Blue Dot. Make it count.

So what do we do with this? It’s easy to spiral into nihilism: Nothing matters, we’re dust. But Sagan offered a different conclusion: If nothing matters on a cosmic scale, then everything matters here.