Insofar as Space is a final Faustian frontier, one can understand its spiritual appeal. But I wonder if it's a vain grasp at an exhausted spiritual horizon. Perhaps due to a cold soul, I am unmoved by most appeals to space exploration, even though space-fic has always been a love
we’re still so early in space exploration — we’re like dug out canoes compared to the great sailing ships that allowed us to sail the seas and finally reach the poles
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Getting excited about space exploration at this point is like getting excited about the hot sauce you’re going to use on your fajitas before you’ve learned how to make a tortilla.
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I agree with Will and Marcus at the same time
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