Chapter 1 

The one thing that was difficult getting over is that I had assumed we lived on a hard-shell so to speak and unless we got our artificialities together we were never going to go anywhere special. I mean since a boy I had looked up into the night sky but always imagined travelling it on ships and traditional forms of transformation. It would have excited me to see ships of every description flowing through the cosmos; the schooner, the ironclad, the caravel, the bark, the reed and so on. Modern ships like the carriers and battleships and, certainly, space ships. My cousin and I had drawn a schematic for one when we were boys. We were going to be the first in space! This was right before Gargarin and Shepard. We talked about it all the time and drew in the cabins and cargo holds for the great ship until he heard a report on the radio that the first people in space would need to drink their own urine to sustain themselves. We went on to other projects. I see that vessel now flowing effortlessly through the sky, my cousin at the helm!

We would learn in due time how useless ships were in this place. It was something that couldn’t be learned overnight. It would take millennium of conscious effort to figure out but the results are plain. Be restless human beings but do so patiently!

David Eide
January 24, 2014