Log 0001-3306 CMDR TACMED0709
22 Mar 2020Tacmed0709
Home, or so ive always heard. Where our journey began, hybrids with half alien DNA, a failed experiment ? Were we abandoned by the beings that placed us in the Cosmos, or are we right where they want us. The sun was bright as any coming out of witchspace, permit in hand, questionable affiliation with the Federation whom im still not quite sure about , nor know my place or future with. A tour of the planets and stations from the lore of past, but with a sense of forgotten history aside from the names. A people moved on, but maybe thats how it should be, Stoic virtues of living in accordance with nature, which is all change. The lights from cities on Earth and Mars were spellbinding, and strange to gaze on. A job from Titan City led me back to Altair and on to Hutton Orbital for a fully laden run of food cartridges, back to Solo Orbiter for the second load after this. Now somewhere in between , in the black on my way out to the edge. A right of passage sure, but at what cost ? None really when there is so much to gain, always looking to the next step, the next job, the next drink at a smoke filled bar in a new station, lost and hidden among thousands. A nomad, but thoughts of Her drift in and out, a daily Red Pill takes care of unwanted social conditioning. Always be your own mental point of origin, and draw State from yourself. Fuel looks good, plant watered and her form on the dash, winked at. A void staring back at me, all i can do is smile and stare back. Back to Sol after this job to find another path before i move on. Amor Fati / Memento Mori
"Go now, there are other worlds than this..."