As silly as this may sound, I'm 24 and still aiming to be an astronaut. I'm still in school, still taking my time, and I'm glad I didn't graduate too soon with a degree I really knew I wouldn't end up being satisfied with. I had to ask myself what would I really have to do with my life if my death was near? I chose space science.
IMO, nothing else matters.
I could give careless about becoming rich, famous, wealthy or having the sterotypical "American Lifestyle."
Why?
That doesn't matter in the end.
What will it matter if you're the richest, wealthiest, famous, most loved person in the world, when a meteor comes crashing down to not only end your life, but every one including the roaches. Even a surprise Gamma Ray Burst can fuck it all up, we don't know. Most our astronomical information is just based off a real good peeping tom of the universe. Sure it's great, but there is more then just looking and sending robots. On top of that, all I know is flexing my ego or muscles on top of Mt. Everest isn't going to help anyone. Sure it'd feel good, but that will wear off. Not to say that no one should feel good or acquire everything they desire, but what about in the
end?
"Oh, maybe someone else can do it," someone might think, yeah if everybody else said that, then Christopher Columbus would have been drinking Captain Morgan in Italy while the Native Americans would cracking jokes while smoking pot in the Redwoods. "Maybe later, not now, we have too many xyz problems here," someone else might say, that's JFK saying "We choose to go to the moon... later, after we're back on track." Later, will forever be in later mode. Also, it is my belief that there will always be something to fix, enhance, add etc., as the saying goes,
"The solution to a problem changes the problem."
Most of todays stuff is trivial in the grand scheme of things, and sure everyone contributes to society, and no one is lesser or greater, but if society is a shoe box, and the universe is a room. How will the world grow? You don't grow by make cooler, smaller things
in that box. You don't grow by having new methods of law, or new sport games
in that box. You don't grow by being
in that box of tradition and "sameness." There is nobody or nothing I'm blaming even though it seems like it is, there is no right way or wrong way to do things, it's more like "opening your eyes to the sky above" type of deal. Doctors, politicians, lawyers, writers, athletes whatever still
have the eyes to look above—if you know what I mean.
This is why I mentally orgasm at any discussion about space flight, education, exploration and stuff. As you can see, usually I joke around and banter around this forum, but this is something I feel strongly about
By the way, I agree with that:
Dream big, to live big, or settle down. It's sad to see so many people settling, especially when they
know they are.
Oh yeah, since I spent so much time with this post,
I'd like to say:
This post is dedicated to every person, and animal that went to space for pushing the boundaries up there for everybody. From Laika to Neil.
Happy Thanksgiving.
