Space Exploration To Solve Earthly Crises - The World Is A Beautiful Place & I Am No Longer Afraid To Die

rations to Solve Earthly Crises

The World Is a Beautiful Place & I Am No Longer Afraid to Die

It’s cold in the yard

I don’t know where to start

Everything is already tattooed somewhere

The real world doesn’t want us in it

Everyone else knows how to swim

But how could you drown us?

Bouyed by the wrath, and the air is thin

There’s some halt in the way that things seem to work here

The sun’s radiance reaches us in eight minutes but given its age

Given the ever expanding nature of the universe somewhere, 4.5 billion light

years away its solar winds are breathing fire for the first time

Its flares dancing through the dark to awaken the worlds at their birth.

is our being this buoyant?

is some celestial observer watching us through a

series of glass lenses and mirrors, jotting down notes of years ago

Maybe of his flight across the country from the place he called home to the

place i’ve always called home?

if so, on what star, on what precious rock,

does his life still shine?

i’ve been tinkering with lead pipes and gunpowder

Aluminum frames, fein saws and soldering irons

Steel.

a fishbowl from the attic my astronaut’s helmet

Winter gloves, snow boots and overalls over a wetsuit to stave off the cold

A notebook of his thoughts to stave off the loneliness;

infinity didn’t feel

like anything until i was among the stars searching for something that i had

loved and lost.

let us hope that the duct tape holds

And that my misguided science and memories of his crooked coffee-stained smile

can lead me to a place where his light still illuminates the days