Expanding the ethical tome of Immanuel Kant's Metaphysics of Morals (1785) my ethical claim is bound to categories itself sui generis with beauty, wonder and our movement towards an orderly forme of chaos.
Cheekiness aside, the reason for reason is self-evident and fractal in nature. Where thoughts converge, reason is present. Gifts of repeatability and the awareness to know better (from worse). If no one is around to tell the story, reason fall silent. So let your words burn, not your planet.