I am not hopeful for the future our species, and I doubt we'll ever travel beyond our solar system (excepting via probes and robots, which is still pretty damn amazingly bow tie). I do not believe our future is a bright one. But, still, on a day in July in 1969....
Yesterday, we stayed in and rested. Which, I think, led to me having a bit of insomnia last night. I didn't get to sleep until after six ayem. I finally drifted off, watching the Marx Brothers' A Night in Casablanca (1946). But today, we go Outside, into the world. We have a mission. I'll report on it tomorrow.
I don't usually care for fan-made videos, but this one, for Kate Bush's "Hello Earth," seems awfully appropriate at this moment. This is what we have, and what we stand to lose. To the memory of Neil Armstrong, and to honour life on Earth:
For my part, if anyone ever offered me even a one-way trip beyond the sky, I'd go. I'd go in a heartbeat, and I'd look back, and I'd look ahead of me.