Koyaaniskatsi [English translation]

You humans describe yourselves as the most intelligent form of life on this planet,

but are also the only species

to massively disturb the balance of everything.

Earth must devote a great deal of energy

to correct this imbalance again.

Therefore I have come to thought

whether it's really the intelligence,

which decides whether a life is worth living or not.

Intelligence, as you define it, has no true meaning in the cosmic sense.

The true value of a living being,

no matter how intelligent, large or congeneric it is,

you'll recognise at the moment of deep eye contact.

Something happens that cannot be understood with intelligence.

In this moment, the mind cannot comprehend what is happening.

You understand that the being,

which is standing before you, is simply there,

and that its presence is justification enough

for it to be allowed to exist.