Humanity and Insanity

he began to forget the further he went

the way of man he tried hard to resent

and in his solitude, the longer he spent

purpose deprived in the continued acsent

There is something that we must be conscious and careful of as the world moves deeper into the path of technology and innovation. That is, we must never confuse humanity with insanity.

We can imagine a world a hundred years in the future, where we have a new generation born on mars. Many people may own flying cars. There may be explorations being set forth past our solar system, into the great unknown. However, we must never forget what we are. We are humans, first.

We are explorers and crafters, yes. We are inquirers and questioners, always.

But, we are also lovers. We are helpers. We are believers and dreamers. We are passionate. We have fear, and anger. We have sadness too, and it’s okay to feel all of it. It natural to be vulnerable, and feel helpless for a moment. Because when you feel helpless, that’s when we need humanity most. We need the embrace of a friend. When we fall, we can grasp for the hand humanity extends. We must be there for each other.

Will we forget to look fondly at the earth as we soar past our atmosphere? Will love and mercy become a distorted in our minds, as a hurdle we must jump over for success? Will reacting naturally to emotionally stimulating experiences become some sort of psychological anomaly, and therefore looked upon as the real problem? Will the logical operations that run our machines overrun us, and cause us to forget who we truly are at our core? Will we lose our purpose on the way to the stars? If the answer is yes to any of these, that is the insanity that we must fear.

The farther we go, the more we learn, the better we build, we must not forget our home. And our home is this. It’s us. Humans on planet earth.

There will never be a star for us like the sun. And earth will forever be home with its peoples.

a rumination after viewing the motion picture “Ad Astra”

Our Little Blue Home

earth

our little blue home

with puff cotton clouds

and seas deep and mysterious

with crimson evening skies

and luminaries speckling the night

with creatures, huge and minute

and valleys vast and rushing rivers

with trees and mountains high

and wild flowers and tall grasses

with refreshing morning dew

and the sun’s comforting warmth

with blossoms in the spring

and falling crystals in the winter

with the cricket’s lullaby

and the morning tune of birds

with people of all kinds and sorts

who are blessed the gift to be

on their lovely, little blue home

where many wonders can be seen

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 “…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….Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark…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.”

Carl Sagan, Pale Blue Dot, 1994

Happy Earth Day!