A very interesting chapter with much to unpack, leaving much room for thought, and I am sure I missed much....
A civilization or civilizations with the fantastic technology at their fingertips, still relies on serfs/slaves???
"If everyone on Gaia realized we are all one, would anyone follow orders when the Golden House tried to annex South America and exterminate the small families under the protection of the Maned Wolf house?" I tried to state the facts plainly, without sounding too critical. "If we all believed we were equally important and Gaia was our only home, who would send runaway serfs back--or rather, how would serfdom even exist?"
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"But if..." he muttered, looking straight into my eyes. "If you truly believe these things are wrong, why haven't you done something about it?" His tone was accusatory, a familiar territory for me. "Aren't you one of the most powerful people in the Empire?"
"I've made feasible corrections within my capabilities," I said softly, pondering how weak this argument sounded. "Just having the Grand Duchy of Germany take in runaway serfs has already caused a lot of tension and hostility. If I were to completely abolish serfdom, the factions within the German House would immediately put a bounty on my head." I lightly tapped the glass in my hand, listening to the crisp sound. "It's not that I fear the assassins coming after me, but assassins don't just come after m
I'm guessing here but I believe the Pale Blue Dot is Gaia/Earth
"Those in power will do everything to maintain the status quo." I felt a bitter smile forming on my face. "They know very well that those who have seen the 'pale blue dot' will possess the power to shatter their futile illusions." Literally, the power.
A lesson many need to learn.....
"By the way..." I heard the door slide open, and only then realized he hadn't left yet. "What's your interpretation?" he asked, scratching his ear and looking at me.
"I think I said something like, 'I truly felt how limited the space I occupy in this world is,'" I recalled, placing the glass on the desk. "But what really made me cry was the sense of acceptance," I said in a calm tone, meeting the mutt's brown eyes. "If each of us is so small, then surely the world can accommodate all of us."
In our imperfections lie universal truths...
I set the coffee cup on the saucer, observing the mismatched set from various angles, even sniffing it a few times.
Finally, I laughed heartily.
I think I found a harmony I never expected.
As noted, there was/is much to unpack, but I believe there is much, much more....