"Out of all the civilizations in This Galaxy, human societies almost without number, only yours remains defiantly mired in a spiritual mudsink of its own making. Out of all the planets that shelter The Races of Mankind, scattered like cosmic dust upon the field of stars, only yours has yet to attain a level of mastership that entitles the dominant Race to colonize and improve other planets in its own Star-system."
"This Earth -- given to you as a home, a beautiful oasis in the cold vault of space -- is struggling to exist within the choking envelopes of greed, bloodlust, and error that your Race has cast upon It. Consider the following:
"Nowhere else in This Galaxy does the ruling species feed upon the cadavers of lesser animals, forgetting that its duty to the lower forms is to treat them with kindness and to exemplify the spiritual advancement that they too will one day attain."
"Nowhere else in This Galaxy is the available landmass chopped up into artificial patches, separated by make-believe boundaries that are found only in maps but cannot be seen with physical eyes."
"Nowhere else in This Galaxy has the main species fragmented itself into rival groups that have allowed ancient hatreds and superficial physical distinctions to separate them into armed camps that wish only to destroy, to punish, to annihilate."
"Nowhere else in This Galaxy is so much energy spent in fashioning munitions of darkness that have no other purpose than to maim, dismember, and kill sentient beings."
"And nowhere else in This Galaxy do entities who have been given the inestimable gifts of rationality and reflection insist on questioning the existence of a Creator whose footprints are everywhere to be seen."
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