Meowth: We do have a lot in common. The same Earth, the same air, the same sky. Maybe if we started looking at what's the same instead of what's different... well, who knows.

Reminds me Carl Sagan and A Pale Blue Dot

https://youtu.be/wupToqz1e2g

All the time, it's such a beautiful idea.

And it's not even just a static view in the sky, because we've been there. The same moon that all of history looked up at is also the same moon that we've sent people to walk on. The most distant summit we've ever conquered.

This is such a wholesome thread thanks everyone for sharing 💜

Being southern hemisphere, i've never seen "the man in the moon". But i see the rabbit and think of the Aztecs every time

Why Moon? Planet Earth is also the same and it looks like a much more logical thing to compare. And Sun is also the same.

I think about it every year on October 7, which is the date the first photos of the far side of the moon were taken:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Luna_3_moon.jpg

For probably the first time ever, living creatures saw the dark side of the moon.

Yeah it makes me realize how short life is.

I think the same thing when I look at trees or hills or rocks or even older, human made masrony.

Those things have been there for many human life generations, and will be there for so many more.

Where I live, hiking is very popular, and it's standard to "leave no trace". Many people have been there before you, and many people will be there after. If you think you can leave your mark or that you're an exception, likely, it's only destruction of an otherwise nice thing. So people are encouraged to stay on the trail, not take shortcuts, etc.

I have a saying for myself that I've made recently, and it's that "We are all just visitors here." Sometimes it extends imagination and empathy to everything around us, even the inanimate objects like boulders. That random scraggly rock has seen many many people, most of the people pass by, some may build a relationship with the rock over their lives, but then they die and that relationship is entirely forgotten, the rock still a rock, maybe smaller, maybe more or less covered, maybe moved to a new location, but still there, watching us all pass by in our short stories, like a day's sunlight through a window across a room.

It's also mostly the same moon that the first "stoned ape" looked at, presumably. ☝🏼

except with a few more bootprints on it