I felt a strong need to repost this. Thanks goes to Rob Vandermark of Seven Cycles for doing the transcription, the piano composition was done by Michael Marantz, this particular edit was done by Damewse on Youtube, and of course Carl Sagan’s book Pale Blue Dot.

We were hunters and foragers.
The frontier was everywhere.
We were bounded only by the earth, and the ocean, and the sky.
The open road still softly calls.
Our little terraqueous globe is the madhouse
of those hundred, thousand, millions of worlds.
We who cannot even put our own planetary home in order,
riven with rivalries and hatreds,
are we to venture out into space?
By the time we’re ready to settle even the nearest other planetary systems
we will have changed.
The simple passage of so many generations will have changed us;
necessity will have changed us.
We’re an adaptable species.

It will not be we who reach Alpha Centauri
and the other nearby stars.
It will be a species very like us,
but with more of our strengths, and fewer of our weaknesses:
more confident, far seeing, capable, and prudent.
For all our failings, despite our limitations and fallibilities,
we humans are capable of greatness.
What new wonders undreamt of in our time 
will we have wrought in another generation? 
And another?

How far will our nomadic species have wandered  
by the end of the next century? 
And the next millennium?
Our remote descendants safely arrayed on many worlds 
through the solar system and beyond,
will be unified, 
by their common heritage,
by their regard for their home planet,
and by the knowledge, that whatever other life may be,
the only humans in all the universe come from earth.
They will gaze up and strain to find the blue dot in their skies.
They will marvel at how vulnerable the repository of all our potential once was.
How perilous our infancy.
How humble our beginnings.
How many rivers we had to cross
before we found our way.

– Carl Sagan (1934-1996)

Small Dogs

My friend Chris turned me on to this movie trailer [below]. We’ve been working nights and it looks like more rain. Not good. I had two Dunkin’ Donuts lattes today. I was trying to figure out if Skype is available on the 8830 (it is not). GPRS / EVDO may not have the data rate to do it. Apparently there is a Windows Mobile version that works well, Wi-Fi I think is required though 3G may work. T-Mobile has been pushing for Wi-Fi enabled mobiles to extend their cellular coverage by utilizing existing broadband networks, which seems to be the general direction of things. I am tired. Z has been drinking white wine and watching episodes of “The Wire” without me and it makes me sad. Looking forward to driving back to NY at 9am like a meth addled junkie jonsing for his next fix, only instead of meth, it’s called work, and by fix I mean sleeping in my own bed.