The mistake in all of our thinking is that we each believe ourselves to be an independent entity. One self beside countless other selves. While in reality, we’re all just fractions of an infinite whole.
“It took me 30 years, but I finally cracked the Eligius Three mission file. Turns out it wasn’t a mining mission. After sucking the Earth dry of oil, they went looking for another planet to tap. I set the coordinates a week ago. If I’m right, you should get there in… 75 years. I’m tempted to put myself in cryo to see it, but without Harper… Anyway, it’s in the Goldilocks zone of a binary star system. But that’s all I know. Eligius Three never radioed back or, if they did, it was after apocalypse one, so, no one heard it. Can you see it? Is it beautiful? It is in my dreams. I hope we do better there. I hope Jasper was wrong and we aren’t the problem. I hope your lives there will be as happy as mine has been. Be the good guys. May we meet again.” - End Book one.
We all come from Earth, okay? A ship brought us across the stars to escape a world on fire largely thanks to people bastardizing the words of their gods.
The 100 (2014 ⎯ 2020)
Season 7, Episode 4: “Hesperides”