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By 2035 we will be on the surface of another planet.
This timeline matches the closest approaches from Earth to Mars.
Thus reducing fuel cost and communication lag.
What it won't reduce,
is the cost to human life.
The crew of Mars 1 will have a one way ticket.
When they leave the Earth
they will no longer be able to call it home.
We do not have the capability for return flight.
Instead they will set their sights
on creating a settlement when they get there
with the few,
the brave,
the insane enough
to volunteer to be part of a mission
that guarantees that they will never live to see
the ones that they love again.
To feel a cool breeze blow past their cheeks again.
No, the know that what they will be giving up
will only be everything
that we consider to be human.
They will be prohibited from having sex for the rest of their lives.
A human child would provide too much strain
on their already constrained supplies
and would endanger the lives
of everyone involved in the project.
And I project,
that the madness that infects this mission
is the Carpe Diem of this generation.
When the Earth has been poured over like DuPont dreamt,
and we can explore no more on this poor painted rock,
we will rocket ourselves to other places.
"We will spread, we will cover the Earth"
is outdated as purpose.
For instead,
"We will spread, we will cover the sky."
With our heads held so high
that we cannot see anything else.
Like our starving children,
our weak and homeless.
Anything that threatens to ground us
to our humanity,
to our Earth,
to our dead.
So instead we will set our sights
on the heavenly bodies.
We will not rest
until the god Mars' body
is under our feet.
And what we see that day
will be read throughout history.
A red flag set against a red horizon.
That does not wave, it only stands still.
An unwavering sign
that we are not ready to fight the god of war
if we are still so busy
fighting with ourselves.
Poet Douglas Kearney and composer/producer/drummer Val Jeanty link up for a a compelling LP that feels like the written word come to life. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2021
