mind? what mind?

The whole of humanity is one human family. This planet is our only home.

- His Holiness the Dalai Lama

I’m an avid reader of science fiction books, as well as a person that enjoys SF movies the most.  Usually, in these stories (or accounts of possible futures, as some call them in not-so-tongue-in-cheek manner) humans –excuse me, “hupersons” (don’t want to be called a sexist!) strive to find or make new homes among the planets of our solar system, or out among the stars.  As families generally do, they splinter off, finding or building new homes.  Can you imagine attempting to build a house to fit all the billions of your brothers, sisters, cousins, parents, grand-parents, and children, all descendants from the single mother that at least some geneticists claim we all share?  Before long, even that immense house will become to crowded, too limiting for our sanity.

Home is not where we hang our metaphorical hat, it’s where we come from; and for our species that is this small, insignificant ball of matter and energy that we call “Earth” or “Terra”.  As when each of us grows up and moves out of our parents houses (huts, tents, igloos, caves, or whatever) we remember where we grew up.  Usually, we think of that as “home”: “I’m going ‘home’ to visit my family”, “I’ve just gotten a letter from ‘home’”, etc.  And so, what H H the fourteenth Dalai Lama says is true.  We humans (excuse me again, “hupersons”), according to the geneticists, are one family and this planet is our Family Home.

Now listening to:

The Jimi Hendrix Experience - Are You Experienced - Third Stone From The Sun