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Starship Sator Arepo
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It was the year two thousand eighty-five when we boarded Starship Sator Arepo. Astronauts are we, seeking adventures in the cosmic seas while looking for rogue planets beyond the Milky Way. 3... 2... 1...Liftoff! We hurled through space at the cosmic speed limit traveling light years beyond our galaxy. On day 35 it happened—a sea of stardust, then a spark, then nothing but black emptiness. We drifted aimlessly in the darkness, slowly suspecting the space we’re traveling in is of a different sort from what we thought whenever the word “space” was decked out by our fantasies back on Earth. For decades we wandered about in the inky crepuscle surmising our drift was even deeper than we first believed, that knowledge is a blue naiveté which we determined with a measured quantity of perceptivity. We now suspect that what we claim is space and glassy clarity around Arepo’s hull is not a black hole; it’s spirit, everlasting and impalpable. We have strayed into spiritual seas. I look out the cockpit window into the black nothingness. Suddenly, there is a spark. Then a sea of stardust. And the universe begins again.
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