Текст песни Carl Sagan - Pale Blue Dot

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.

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 so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.

It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. 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.

Take another look at this point. It's here. This is our house. This is us. Everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, all people who ever existed lived their lives on it. A lot of our pleasures and sufferings, thousands of self-confident religions, ideologies and economic doctrines, every hunter and gatherer, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilizations, every king and peasant, every couple in love, every mother and every father, every capable child, inventor and traveler, every ethics teacher, every lying politician, every “superstar”, every “greatest leader”, every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived here - on a speck suspended in the sunbeam.

Earth is a very small scene in a vast space arena. Think of the rivers of blood shed by all these generals and emperors, so that, in the light of glory and triumph, they can become short-term masters of a piece of sand. Think of the endless cruelties committed by the inhabitants of one corner of this point over the barely distinguishable inhabitants of another corner. About how often disagreements between them, how they crave to kill each other, how hot their hatred is.

Our posturing, our imaginary significance, the illusion of our privileged status in the universe - they all pass in front of this point of pale light. Our planet is just a lone speck of dust in the surrounding cosmic darkness. In this grandiose void, there is not a hint that someone will come to our aid in order to save us from our ignorance.

Earth is the only known world that can support life. We have nowhere else to go - at least in the near future. To visit - yes. Colonize - not yet. Whether you like it or not - Earth is now our home.

Astronomy is said to instill modesty and reinforce character. There is probably no better demonstration of stupid human arrogance than this detached picture of our tiny world. It seems to me that she emphasizes our responsibility, our duty to be kinder with each other, to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot - our only home.