In Memoriam: Space Shuttle Challenger
Twenty years and one day ago, Space Shuttle Challenger and its seven-member crew painted a white cloud over the blue floridian sky of Cape Canaveral. They weren't the first nor the last to die in pursuit of their dream. A dream that started thousands of years ago, when Man lifted his head and started gazing at the stars, looking for meaning in a world ridden by uncertainty and fear. Thousands of years have passed and thousands probably will, and we'll still be looking, maybe through quantum telescopes, in quantum energy-powered space ships, sailing at near the speed of light, while billions of stars and answers to our age-old questions- why we're here, how we came to existence, what is to become of us- rapidly and ironically race away from our grasp.
This, I'm afraid, is our destiny, as is the realization that we will never live with it, and accept.
posted by Fouad at 9:18 AM
3 Comments:
aboul fouf,
there is something about ur sketches -which lies mainly in the proportions and the curve of the earth- which keeps reminding me of "le petit prince"
It is so weird, but nice.
f.
if we accept destiny, we deprive ourselves of the hope of "the dream".
wouldnt we?
f.
Of course we would, but keep in mind that happiness is in the eye of the beholder, and if you're content with what you have, your dream becomes your reality.
I love the petit prince. I might be subconsciously influenced by it. I cannot argue against that assumption.
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