Hello everyone! 👋
Today, we have completed 10.96% of 2025! Time really doesn’t slow down, does it? As I mentioned in my last post, the sooner we start doing something, the better. "The best time to start was yesterday, the second best time is today."
The other day, We were watching video on YouTube with my sis, and at some point, the video turned into a deep conversation about the meaning of life. You know, that big question we all think about sometimes. What is the purpose of everything? Why are we here? Then, the person in the video suggested an animation for those who feel lost or wonder what life is all about:
🍿 Love, Death + Robots: Season 1, Episode 14.
It’s just a 10-minute short episode—Zima Blue. I have watched it a few times now, and each time, it hits differently. It’s one of those stories that speaks to different people in different ways. And it made me think about Pale Blue Dot by Carl Sagan. 🌍 💙
In his 1994 book, Pale Blue Dot, Carl Sagan comments on what he sees as the greater significance of the photograph, writing:
Pale Blue Dot by Carl Sagan
From this distant vantage point, the Earth might not seem of any particular interest. But for us, it's different. Consider again 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
Now, back to Zima’s journey. Why did it affect me so much? What was its message?
We all exist on this tiny dot in an endless universe. We try to give meaning to our lives through art, science, philosophy—maybe even by leaving a mark. Or sometimes, we just go with the flow, letting life take us wherever it pleases.
But Zima Blue reminds us of something else: Sometimes, the greatest discovery is returning to where we started.
❗ Spoiler alert: the next paragraphs.
Zima, once the creater of the biggest artworks in the universe, chooses to go back to his simplest form. Because maybe the real meaning was always there. When he was just a small machine cleaning a pool, he was at his purest, most authentic state.
It makes me think—how often do we try to be great, believing we need to do more, be more, and achieve more? But what if true happiness isn’t in becoming something new, but in accepting who we’ve always been?
And Pale Blue Dot and Zima Blue.. 🔵 🟦 Both whisper the same truth: In this vast, endless universe, the meanings we create for ourselves are actually quite small. But maybe life.. Life isn’t about being great—it’s about where we find meaning. ✨
Maybe we’re all just a pale blue dot floating in space. Maybe we’re all searching—like a forgotten machine, an artist, a human. Maybe we’re all trying to understand why we’re here, what we should be doing, or if we even need a reason at all. But in the end, to truly find ourselves, maybe we need to return to our simplest form.
Just like Zima did.. Until all that is left is who we truly are.
Could 2025 be the year we find our own truth? Could this be the year we stop searching outward and start looking inward?
Thanks for taking the time to read. ☕
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