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.

— Carl Sagan, Pale Blue Dot, 1994

Jean-Luc Godard once said:

“He who jumps into the void owes no explanation to those who stand and watch.”

And wow. Doesn’t that hit?

We live in a world that forces us to explain. There has to be an explanation for every move you make. People are looking for reasons. They want to know why you didn’t continue on the right path? Or why you want to move to another country? Or why you’re going the “wrong way”?

But the thing is, as long as you take a risk and live your life, you don’t owe them anything.
There’s a space between something certain and something uncertain that’s uncertain. And it’s very scary. Everyone experiences it. But it’s that space that makes things either good or bad.

People who don’t take risks tend to be less likely to be in that space. We’re not going to blame people who don’t take risks. But they’re usually the ones who scare people who do.

I think it’s in the best interest of everyone who wants to do something “Something Different” to do it. It either works or it doesn’t.

Sometimes, life doesn’t make sense all at once. Plans change, people leave, countries feel heavy. But growth is rarely linear. It twists, pulls, and sometimes pauses. And that’s okay.

Life is a series of paths, choices, and challenges that we have to deal with every day. Every day we face decisions that shape our future. The question for everyone is, how do we choose the best path?
Honestly, I think you just have to stay true to what feels right to you. You don’t have to think too much about it. Sometimes things happen to you that you didn’t plan for. I mean bad things and good things. It doesn’t matter. But we really have to trust our hearts. I’m not saying to put our brains in a cage and throw the cage into the sea. No. I just think that sometimes when we feel stuck in a situation, it might be good to think that we don’t know what will happen tomorrow. Of course, it’s really hard sometimes, I agree, but I think we have to try our best.
Our path is our path. Everyone has their own path. That’s the beauty of it. This is my philosophy, maybe it’s yours too.