I wake with thoughts. Of a not-so-distant future. That I may
never see. Other than in my imagination. That happens. When a guy turns 80. Used
to be. That I had confidence. In living. To see a lunar landing. Maybe the most
extraordinary feat of my lifetime. But I’m wondering. If I’ll be around for
man/woman setting foot on Mars. Though maybe it has already been done. By
millions. Maybe even billions. Of spirits. Those that have passed on to the
spiritual realm. Where there’s the ability to explore the entire cosmos. In
person. As a thinking, living spirit. Capable of traveling vast distances. In
an instant. Thousands of times faster than the speed of light. --Jim Broede
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