Dashing I’m sure

Now that my formal introductions are out of the way, let us talk, talk about things we should not.

I find myself daydreaming about space alot, and the new Kepler space observatory only satiates my growing hunger so much. One of the sad facts that I have come to accept is that I will never get to see a human being step foot on another world more than likely. I would like for us to find life in the universe besides us, and although I’m 110% sure it will happen one day, I begin to doubt if that too will be in my lifetime. There are alot of things that I would like to see that have to do with space and the universe at large.

When I was younger I remember going to an observatory, I believe it was with my school but the finer details are not important. It sparked a lust in my heart, but one that I was never able to fill in any way, shape or form. As a child I didn’t really understand the immense vastness and the unbearable emptiness. Honestly? I have a better comprehension of it now as I am older with years and wiser than I was, though inevitably I must still look to the heavens in wonder and amazement and know that I will never be a starfighter pilot. Truly, these are dark times.

I cant help but wonder with the world evolving as it is, are we in a new dark age of technology? We set our sights on the moon, managed to beat the Russians to the prize which by all accounts should have been theirs. He are learning of new medical breakthroughs that can cure diseases ingrained in our very beings and were completely incurable, and which still are or would be. We neglect and stutter on the moral implications of such things as sending people to their deaths to get to Mars. Do you wish to be immortal? Be infused with humanity for as long as we continue to thrive? Be the first to step foot on another planet. If they were making a new doomsday device would there be objections? Why arnt there objections to there being neutron bombs or nuclear weapons small enough to load into rocket pods?

Why do we linger in such times? We live on the brink of greatness and we falter?

Astronomy. We must leave the Earth eventually, I like to think of the human race as perhaps in its teens or preteen years. We think we know whats best for us, but deep down all we care about is ourselves. Eventually we must leave the roost as it were, how long can Earth’s resources support us? And by us I mean the privileged people not the millions of people  who still starve to death every year. And thats just starving. I’m not trying to be a bleeding heart here but what I’m saying is we already have problems feeding the people we have, as the world population blossoms ever constantly despite such things.

Eventually I know that if we somehow don’t kill everyone off and perhaps maybe work out the vast majority of the social problems we have, maybe we could get some real change going. It might seem apocalyptic but really in the vast scope of things we aren’t anything at all and I think thats the saddest part of all. Look up the Sloan Great Wall if you don’t believe me. you think light taking 7 minutes to get to earth is incredible? Try 1.37 billion light years.

I sit at home and dream of the stars because its really, really hard to see them through the clouds and the lights of the city.

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  1. Really agree with everything you say here – and the last line pretty much sums it all up for me in a poetic kind of way. Sometimes it seems that the stars are very hard to see indeed, even on nights as crystal clear as a moonless, open sky in January.

    But enough waxing artiste – here’s a really interesting read for those of us dreaming about space travel. Stross takes a good hard look and comes up with the problems we will need to overcome, and points to several different ways that they can be overcome. He also isn’t afraid to show us where he thinks our limits are: http://www.antipope.org/charlie/blog-static/2007/06/the-high-frontier-redux.html

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