someone's "sanity"

"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... on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

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.

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


You're right.
In 10,000 years there will be no consciousness left of who Brittany Bailey ever was on earth. People will walk around completely absorbed in their own tiniest troubles more than they care about my most drilling passions.
In fact, forget the time gap:
There are more people alive today who are unaware of me than those who are. But if we're grading on the rubric according to who cares about such things... If that gives us our worth...
[then the only people who matter, are the people who matter.]
I care. And I love. That's proof enough to me that life matters. That what I do matters.
And those people 100 centuries from now, living out their lives in a context I can't imagine, even THEY will be affected by my existence, whether or not it ever occurs to them that they are made of what I cared about, who I loved, and what I did with it all.
As I am made of "my story" and "my people/contributors", so others will be made of "me" and "their stories" and "their people".
I might shatter a world with the farthest, most faded ripple of my influence. I can create an influence so strong that I will never die. Light fires in people that move across and down generations until there is an element of me in them that helps them withstand any situation.
Never knowing that I gave it to them.
Just as I don't know all the sources of my own fire, heart, and mind.

Clayton,
I want you to
[LOVE][FEEL][and CARE]
about this world.
This is the only one you can ever have any notion of. The only real one, the only one that you can relate to on a personal, human level. This is the only world you have any potential in and the only one you can ever give potential to. Understand that you are the center of some ripple whose rings stretch so distantly you will never even be aware of your own influence in its full vastness. Understand this: YOU ARE EXPONENTIALLY IMPORTANT.
Do you understand?
Let me show you...