Author's Note: I intend on having fun with this 'logbook' so enjoy the fruits of a bored yet active imagination.
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Once, back in the 19th century, a doctor of some renown and a famous Detective were camping out in the wilderness. They pitched their tents beneath starry skies and retired for the evening. At some point in the night, the detective woke. Peering out into the void he came upon a startling revelation. In his excitement he shook the good doctor until he broke from Morpheus' grip.
"Watson!" He said, "Look up at the sky and tell me what you see."
Through tired eyes the doctor gazed across time and space, "I see... I see millions upon millions of stars."
"Yes, and what might we deduce from that?"
The doctor lay pensively upon the turf. After a moment he said, "Well, if there are millions of stars, it may be that some of those stars have planets. In which case, it's quite likely that some of those planets harbor life. This raises the question, are we truly alone in the universe?"
The detective marveled at his friend's intellect before ultimately saying, "Wrong, it means someone stole our tent."
"I made it! Finally! Magellan's Star..."
I like to kid and joke, but I mean it when I say trips like these are worth it. Only when we are surrounded by darkness do we truly appreciate the light. Or perhaps it's more accurate to say that in moments like these, we discover that light is inescapable.
"A Pale Ghost in the Night"
When you step out towards the far flung reaches of the Galaxy. It's natural to peer off into the thick rich blanket of darkness. You might see the light of a million galaxies lurking beyond the veil. Zoom all the way in and see with eyes unclouded our neighborhood. The Magellanic clouds, Andromeda, Triangulum.
The road is long, the trip is tedious, and many ask why do we do it. For all of us the answer varies. Be it for the achievement, the solitude, or the thrill, one fact remains: We explorers are the odd bunch. Most go their whole lives without ever getting the itch to cross oceans or climb mountains. They don't know the perils of a journey. The doldrums between spiral arms, the shoals of Tenebrae, or the ceaseless desolation of Xibalba. Myself, I traverse the black because in the dark I feel the most vulnerable.
“I realized up there that our planet is not infinite. It’s fragile. That may not be obvious to a lot of folks, and it’s tough that people are fighting each other here on earth instead of trying to get together and live on this planet. We look pretty vulnerable in the darkness of space.”– Alan Shepard
So next time you venture out towards the fringe systems. Turn to our neighbors and wave, because in all probability someone just like you is waving back. The adventurer, the dreamer, the rebel, wanderer, romantic, or perhaps simply the curious. I'm not alone, and neither are you. They're waving from the black, and it's only good manners to wave back.
Or... you know we could be in a simulation. It's all fake! Corporations, profit, lizard men.