Science tells us that the Earth has an expiration date. Not any time soon hopefully, but it’s definitely there. The only way to guarantee our long term survival is to become and interplanetary species and ultimately, an interstellar one.

The Way Up Is The Way Forward

I gaze up in the night and see,

Stars sprinkled ‘cross the sky.

I close my eyes, set free my mind,

And through the dark I fly.

I think on how we first set forth,

From Earth out into space.

That pinnacle of science just,

A cheap and tawdry race.

Now once again that race heats up,

Vast fortunes on the line.

With Branson, Musk and Bezos too,

Who has the best design?

Depends on what you want to do,

And where you want to go.

To get us off the Earth for good,

For now, Musk steals the show.

But he is not the only one,

Who’ll take us to the black.

And make a tidy profit too,

To bring us there and back.

The race is on and leaders rise,

Then into hist’ry fade.

While others rise, then rise again,

By them is progress made.

So choose your team and cheer them on,

No finish line in sight.

As they drive on then further on,

Into the endless night.

For when it’s all been said and done,

The first small step is Mars.

The real prize, the one to chase,

Is humans ‘mongst the stars.

Cheers, Winston