channeling calls again at that dot that's here that's home that's us on it everyone you

love everyone you know everyone you've ever heard of every human being whoever was lived out

their lives the aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies,

and economic doctrines, every hunter and farger, every hero and carrot, 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 live there on a mode of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

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

In our obscurity, in all those 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.

This is not true.

This is false.

Mars.

In that clip, Elon Musk is reciting a passage written by the renowned astronomer Carl Sagan.

In 1990, the Voyager 1 spacecraft turned its cameras

toward the solar system for one final series of images and captured a photograph that

became known as the pale blue dot. Taken 6 billion kilometers or 3.7 billion miles from Earth,

it shows our planet as little more than a pale blue pixel shining in the darkness of space,

and it was on that little speck of light that everything we know, not only as individuals,

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