Re: Just pondering

From: Rodney Kelp (Rodneykelp605_at_hotmail.com)
Date: 09/07/04 

Date: Tue, 7 Sep 2004 10:13:10 -0400

The entire universe could be a single cell of a very much larger organism.
The earth and inhabitants could be an antibody of that cell. When we develop
extensive space travel it will be to kill an invading virus but we have not
been called yet. The other planetoid and star bodies are oblivious to us
because they pose no threat and their function and purpose are unknown to us
because it is not our function to know. Sure we see they give off heat and
light but that is the extent of our awareness of them. The universe will end
when the cell dies.

"Old Physics" <skearney7@earthlink.net> wrote in message
news:13fd3446.0409061956.5b904855@posting.google.com...
> Crossing the empty ocean
>
> Real space travel, the kind measured in years, never sold much
> science fiction. "Space exhaustion" lacks the adventure and romance
> that even bookworms crave. An interplanetary voyage can more properly
> be called confinement without reprieve or outdoor activity.
> The only thing that breaks the monotony is an occasional
> emergency. A small equipment failure can make your heart pound terror
> into your arteries. Out here, where the earth can be eclipsed with a
> pinhead, machines are your air and water, life and breath. Hope is a
> thing with system redundancy.
> In space the stars do not twinkle; they mock the planets and hide
> them in their numbers. There are no lifeboats, no islands, no chance
> of rescue. The vacuum is the embrace of death and it's all that
> surrounds you for billions of light years deep.
> I asked one of the technicians why he always spoke of the ship in
> such reverent tones. He said that you've got to treat this ship like
> your life depended on it, because it does. We can't abandon ship, but
> she can abandon us.
> He is one of those types that seem to thrive here, immune to cabin
> fever, let alone claustrophobic hysteria. He will tell you, with the
> religious fervor of a God given mission, that without this work the
> suns energy, the sacred fire of life, is condemned to dissipate across
> an unbounded abyss.
> Stoic acceptance is one thing, remaining sane is another. What I
> think he finds so appealing is the orderliness, the checklists, the
> control. In space there are no storms or earthquakes, no acts of God,
> only errors of men. Here he has found his fanatic independence. This
> tiny bottle of life wasn't given to humankind, it was created by human
> hands. 

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