“It’s in the whites of my eyes My little China girl You shouldn’t mess with me I’ll ruin everything you are You know, I’ll give you television I’ll give you eyes of blue I’ll give you men’s who want to rule the world And when I get excited My little China girl says Oh baby, just you shut your mouth She says, sh-sh-shhh She says, sh-sh-shhh”
— David Bowie
“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.”
— Carl Sagan
“Baby really hurt me Crying in the taxi He don’t wanna know me Says he made the big mistake of dancing in my storm Says it was poison So I guess I’ll go home Into the arms of the girl that I love The only love I haven’t screwed up She’s so hard to please But she’s a forest fire I do my best to meet her demands Play at romance, we slow dance In the living room, but all that a stranger would see Is one girl swaying alone Stroking her cheek They say, “You’re a little much for me You’re a liability You’re a little much for me” So they pull back, make other plans I understand, I’m a liability Get you wild, make you leave I’m a little much for E-a-na-na-na, everyone The truth is I am a toy that people enjoy ’Til all of the tricks don’t work anymore And then they are bored of me I know that it’s exciting Running through the night, but Every perfect summer’s Eating me alive until you’re gone Better on my own They say, “You’re a little much for me You’re a liability You’re a little much for me” So they pull back, make other plans I understand, I’m a liability Get you wild, make you leave I’m a little much for E-a-na-na-na, everyone They’re gonna watch me Disappear into the sun You’re all gonna watch me Disappear into the sun”
— Ella Yelich O'connor / Jack Antonoff
“WORK LIKE HELL”
— Elon Musk
““We are trapped inside of this horrible machine, and the machine is bleeding to death.””
— Anonymous
“ . . . I had nothing to work with but Light and Love, and many centuries passed before even two lifestreams applied for membership - One, later became Buddha (now, Lord of the World, the Planetary Logos Gautama Buddha) and the Other, became the Cosmic Christ (Lord Maitreya, now the Planetary Buddha). The Brotherhood has grown through these ages and centuries until almost all the offices are held now by those belonging to the evolution of Earth and those who have volunteered to remain among her evolution. . ..”
— Sanat Kumara
“there have been those who have sounded the very depths of sin, who all their lives have never done an ‘ill deed’” setting the stage for a tale entirely without logic.”
