The Moon is weary of human footprints. Humans invade privacy, erect flags, flaunt achievements, record stories … but do nothing to help the Moon.
Mars appears to be within reach.
We celebrate, but fail to notice invisible invaders amidst us. Why is our world changing so fast? We need to blame it all on invaders.
Can’t invaders be friendly and share expertise? It will make all the worlds a better place.
Do the spaces in between become a deterrent? What are black holes? If we know nothing about something, we allow it to become a barricade that defines our boundaries.
Maybe the body that houses the soul is not so impregnable, so rigid, so limiting as we see it. Out-of-body experiences are not unheard of.
Take me to the borders of beyond, and let me fly…