One dot. Two dots. Many dots. The thing is what we think when we watch them together.

Dots, dots, dots.

Points.

Little spots.

We are all dots.

In Arts there is a technique called pointillism, which gave way to impressionism taking the basis of representing forms through accumulations of dots.
And what about the beaches? Billions of small grains.
And the stars? They are immense masses of explosions, as big as our Sun and we only see dots.

What are we each of us for humanity?
Dots
Have you seen a photo in a magazine with a magnifying glass?
Dots
What are you reading right now? the image on the screen is formed by pixels. Points
and the cells that form us? Points
and the atoms?
Points
and the electrons and quarks and so on?

We are all dots. But that doesn't mean that we are small, the stars are not. What we must understand is that if we come together and accept ourselves as part of something bigger, we can be great, Immense.
The ants or elephants on the planet. Which will be more powerful?
Just like minnows and whales. In steemit or the ocean.
If we isolate any of the singular ones that I mentioned before, its existence would have no meaning.

I like to think we are dots.

Each one of us.
We, steemians as a community.
Us, humans.
Us, 3rd rock from the Sun.

With love, from the Pale Blue Dot as Sagan called it
-Monk