Our tribe is indigenous to
the third planet out
from a star called the Sun
Our origins are not clear, but we do know this...
What humans call “night”
is what our planet calls “my shadow.”
We also know that
by this time tomorrow,
all of us will be
more than a million and a half miles
from where we are now,
thanks to our orbiting around our local star.
By this time a year from now,
we'll have completed a 600-million-mile orbit
around our local star and
we'll be back at the spot in our orbit
where we are now.
Best of all, every time you complete another orbit
you earn yourself a birthday party!
This website is mutating from a 2002 version of itself, which has been taken down and is composting into fertilizer for what’s sprouting here. Its growth is up to you because it emerges from a question at the core of your being:
What does it mean that you’re a passenger
on the third planet out from a star called the Sun?
No academic discipline is broad or deep enough to answer this question. So it’s up to us to weave the different threads of our different perspectives into the story that helps us answer this. While we don’t yet know how this story will go, we do know many of the threads we’ll be using to weave it. We also know that our loom is our emerging awareness of this:
If we derive the meaning in our lives from thoughts and actions that undermine the well-being of the only planet in the known universe that supports our kind of life, then our story will be about our extinction. If we derive the meaning in our lives from thoughts and actions that support our planet’s well-being, then our story will be about our evolution.
Thanks to our opposable thumbs, we humans are THE tool-making species, so it’s through our tools that we’re engineering our extinction - or our evolution. What we choose to do with our internet tool may be the deciding factor. With this in mind, please do share the story threads that you feel are waiting to be woven: firstname.lastname@example.org
I apologize for any photos not adequately credited! Among the many images that aren’t mine are ones I’ve grabbed online over the years for my classes and for my volunteer work with the organic and regenerative Hawaii Farmers Union United. When I grabbed them, I had no idea I’d be using them again on a website, so I didn’t always take the time to note their sources. Since I can’t imagine conveying the message of the Passenger Planet Society without them, I hope you’ll let me know if you or someone you know deserves recognition for photos I’ve failed to credit. Harriet Witt