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As our name implies, in the vast galaxy and beyond, Mother Earth is believed to be the sole and precious planet that accommodates life, nature, and humans, where we appreciate and enjoy all necessary for their existence, including water, air, relations, and interdependencies from one to the other.
Our world, however, is grappling with unprecedented crises, ranging from conflict and war to climate change and environmental destruction. This inevitably results in immeasurable human suffering, threats to stability, and severe risks to our planet’s nature and environment. The urgency to address these crises has never been more significant as the impact has been getting more severe to our planet and the present and future generations.
We all must join hands together and immediately take action to protect ourselves, nature, and the culture on Mother Earth so that we can enjoy and appreciate what we have today.
Soft power, education, culture, and communication have great potential to address our challenges.
We are confident that appreciating and harnessing the force of culture and nature can function and arouse ways to generate shared values among ourselves from different backgrounds and contribute to nurturing mutual understanding, tolerance, empathy, and compassion, which are the basis for positive peace and sustainable development.
We aim to promote peace and sustainable development through education, culture, and communication projects.
These projects are intended to contribute to changing and nurturing our mindsets, attitudes, and behaviors that can address immediate and long-term global challenges to prevent social divisions, conflicts, environmental destruction, and climate crises toward building peaceful and sustainable societies.
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Pale Blue Dot is a photograph of Earth taken on February 14, 1990, by the Voyager 1 Space Probe, NASA, from approximately 6 billion kilometers.
In the photograph, the planet appears as a tiny dot against the vastness of space.
Carl Sagan, Pale Blue Dot, 1994
Look again at 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.