It is a great feeling though.
To know you went there for everyone on Earth.
We voyaged a harrowing journey, we set down on Mars, barely… we opened hatch we planted boot we sang the songs of Earth and my nation… I brought my own flag to plant… took a Vidpak set for back home. Sure, we were an international mission… but to me it was always a mission of my USA. You just can’t get that space dirt out of your velcro slippers…. you can’t don’t even bother trying.
Proudest day of my life. Landing on that world. Thinking of home… and all we went through to get her…. what a great story we will have to tell our grandchildren. What incredible tales to come. Look at what these exploring American kids can do… look… at… what we can achieve … when our hearts are together in this grand experiment of freedom. And we are together we are and we will always be…
a people… who soar… so… far so high so vast so
impossible made easy.
Well, now it is just writing. Even though the mission still needs me, I have my sciPaks to check so I still have a job. A big part of my training was to simply…
Share whatever I see… whatever I feel. All the way through training and then out into space. I have tried my best… to be… as real… as I can be… I owe you that much I owe you everything… it is YOUR HEARTS AND SOULS who sent me out here… is your mission, not mine. I simply showed up to
represent us all. Elected by the due processes of space…
to go…. to never be afraid permanently….
to reach… as far as possible to dream beyond dreams… beyond real… to break out of one more protective layer of truth… not to discard them but simply to check … to always weigh everything… those rubies and gemstones will survive the fire… if they don’t then. Protective layer… and we keep going… lighting of boosters as fancy free as you please… spreading out… finding new ground for my town… yours…. this family of Earth.
We were a team for sure. Once you commit to settle new worlds you find out real quick whose hearts also cry out. To settle these lands takes a noble crew.
You. And. Me. Are that noble crew. The USSS American Queen this lady…
shall… plow… space… she will she will she will she will will she… will sail it wherever we need. I have seen with my own eyes the stars waving out there. I felt what it was like to touch down on Mars…. you… have… not lived until you feel that. The anchoring down into a new land to come. How the gallant girls sang! Susan and I screamed our heads off when we landed. Hooray hooray for us!… she was from Texas and you have never heard a girl yell ’til you’ve heard a happy girl in space.
I… I would give anything to go back. Now it is all just a story. Just words on paper how I would give anything to do it all over again. To say yes to the call of space.
They are all out there waiting on us. “Come on you can do it!” the other systems summoned us to leave our little shells. We… can… be… whatever whoever whenever whyever whoever we want to be… why… not… be… heroes… why… not… be… bold and fearless why not be a space kadet. It was all I ever was anyway. Ever since I was a kid… I never really took the helmet off, even at school. Space… meant everything to me it was all I cared about.
I guess at the end of the day, whatever it is you are doing is what nature wants what Gods want what Barbie wants and Kelv too pleaze let’s not forget about Kelv and his Russian ways my dear Mother Russis forever what mystery world we are… so many faces and so many hearts and so many hands holding hands and so many Siberian tears and trains so many so may so much for love my love.
It doesn’t matter where I am anymore. Where my head is at what difference does it make. The writer said, on the way to these stalking grounds, to stalk her what am I supposed to do turn my eyes away from ravishing beauty what can I do I am a lost man a dead soul I can do nothing but cry over you over us on my knees in fear in pain what else can a man do? I can only imagine, mother Russia one can only…
Launch ship! Goldilocks in town. Hold her down until you know you know you know you got all the thrust you need… and then those lockling clamps let go… and then every heart in vostokengrad sings and watches her go… go… go babyvskyn go. Then she races skyward ain’t no stoppin’ her she lifts off…. SHE… LIFTS SKYWARD and away…y.y.y… we go… the keel the sails the astronomer’s queen… on… out… beyond… reaching for our best singing for our the sake of our lives.
There are two ways we can get to Mars.
The Easy way.
And the Hard way.
Which do you all prefer? Do you like to try for an easier way? Then… you… will… begin… the mission
Tomorrow we can talk about the Hard way.
We have to go you see… why? Because… she…
is there… now.
So unless we want to rip space and time apart in the vicinity of Earth in the next few years… we… have… no… choice… but to send a ship to build the town, that Jack built.
One more time, Colonial soldiers… one… more… time… Paul where are you. The Americans are coming! The Americans are coming… everyone… lay hold of acetylene torches and assemble the ships we will need. It is time to go to the stars. It has been time… for about fifty years what are we waiting for, a Comfy Couch security blanket life… get out of that.
WE ARE EXPLORERS don’t believe the lies that whisper… wuss… worn… wormy…. not us… not this land….
WE… ARE… CONQUERING… ASTRONAUTS… AND WHERE WE SET AIM.
Friday morning. It is early, and I don’t even remember where I was at. It was intended to be a space story, somehow. Somewhere in there. Maybe someone in the future-like five years from now-can help me sort it out. Someone in the future. Probably me, meeting me coming.
The one thing I have enjoyed the most is to write to the past. I wonder that is affects things, up here. Is a concern. But I am still interested, and seem to still exist, in some way. So the effort must be okay.
What would I say to five years ago? To the times of the tartar, the fish sticks to go? I would say do not worry, do not fret, the story’s all set. Your part is to play, to share and to sway. To the tune of a beachcombing damsel today.
Much love from 2023.
A story probably ended a long time ago. I just didn’t have the heart to let her go. She is not dead, she lives in me now,
now. we are together forever… my space age girlfriend and me. I didn’t need a science fiction story, anyway. What… I needed…
was a girlfriend. It is all I ever needed. A companion who was just like me. Only… a little… bit… different…
in some key areas.
I tell you what gf… no matter what happens at least I think we taught them all one lesson. You don’t… mess… with Texas… and…
you… don’t… mess… with… artists.
and broken-hearts… and tender efforts that any kid makes…
“I think it is all nice,” she said and looked up at her kitchen ceiling, “whatever kind of place you are in… whoever you are up there… whatever it is you face that makes me live… and breathe… it is all working for you darling… it is all working together…
I believe that too, mvu. I do believe that… out of something… sometimes a little painful… good can come. Thank you so much for …. taking the time to teach me that lesson.
“Oh you teach me all the time,” she said softly. “You teach me every time you write one more letter… that you truly care about me… enough to give me another day of a wonderful life here on the beach.”
“Well you are very welcome dear,” I told her from the ceiling. “Maybe we kind of write each other into being… you imagine me up here… and… poof! here I am.”
“You have a kind heart, dear,” she said. And sipped her coffee. I could just watch her for hours that way… my daughter, a daughter of a different dimension. And yet…
every bit the same love I would give any daughter. I didn’t have two… I have… three… girls…
you have a new sister. Say… hello… to…