Every day, 275 million stars are born.
Just as many vanish.

As you read these lines, Earth is orbiting the Sun at nearly 100,000 km/h.
Our solar system is traveling through the Milky Way at an even more dizzying speed.
Our galaxy itself is hurtling toward Andromeda at 720,000 km/h.

And you…

All the while, you believe you are at the center of the world.

Humans consider themselves the pinnacle of evolution.

Yet, we are but one species among nearly 70,000 vertebrates—and between 7 and 100 million species living on Earth—not to mention the billions of invisible organisms that make all life possible.

A single leaf on a vast tree.

We are neither the strongest.

Nor the fastest.

Nor the largest.

Nor the most resilient.

Nor the oldest.

Even our intelligence no longer sets us apart.

Crows solve problems.

Octopuses use tools.

Bees communicate.

Plants warn one another.

Ants had invented agriculture long before humans appeared.

And yet…

Only one species is capable of destroying thousands of others today.

Only one species is capable of burning down its own home, knowing it cannot survive anywhere else.

For millennia, humans have sought the divine in the heavens… without realizing that, every day, they are destroying the very intelligence capable of keeping them alive.

The water they drink.

The air they breathe.

The trees that produce their oxygen.

The bees that feed their children.

The oceans that regulate their climate.

The billions of invisible organisms without which they could not survive a single day. He seeks the divine…

Without seeing that he tramples it underfoot.

For nature is not a backdrop.

It is not a resource.

It is the most ancient intelligence this planet has ever borne.

Each species is a thread in a vast web upon which the balance of life depends.
Each seems to have a place.

A function. A reason for being.

So, a question remains:

What is the place of the human being?
What does he produce, if not what he consumes?
What does he protect, if not what he owns?
What does he leave behind, if not massive destruction in his wake?

A cell that absorbs all resources, proliferates without limit, and destroys the body keeping it alive has a name:

Cancer.

So, what has the human being become to the Earth?

The day he understands that he did not come to dominate it…

But to place himself at its service.

The day he stops trying to rise above the living world and accepts becoming, once again, a tiny part of it…

Then, perhaps, he will finally find his place.

For in the face of the vastness of the Universe…

In the face of billions of years of evolution…

In the face of the silent power of biodiversity and Mother Earth…

The human being is insignificant.