I’m only 429 764.826 hours old compared to earths 39.8 trillion I’ve hardly started. Even if I was to break that into minutes, my 25 785 889.5 minutes still pale into insignificance, it’s a blink of an eye compared to the vastness of time.
No wonder life speeds by so fast, look back and see what’s already passed. We are but droplets that dissappear like tides, making way for the next bright ideas to ignite.
46.5 billion light years to the edge of the observable universe, even if I had the breath I’d still not have the distance. Always dreamt of the perfect dream, maybe cryosleep would one day be the most amazing adventure. To one day wake on the edge of a new beginning, better wish they sent more than one, what a lonely place to view on your own. My android just about works at home, don’t think I’d ever hear that tone.
Imagine looking at that new horizon, amazing yet full on frightening. If you could would you let them send you to the new chapter, the furthest journey we’ve ever ventured.
Would I open the door to interested, inquisitive extraterrestrials, did I just become the alien? would I be welcomed or instantly silenced. Would my appearance spell intelligence or would fear inevitably finish me. Would I find friendly gestures beckoning, a new start with friends that were already expecting me.
Would I be greeted by God himself or a NASA crew, after all that time would the human race have figured out time and space, soar through the system like it had always been possible, would I then become the eldest living human to ever exist. The thoughts are mind-bogglingly endless.
Would I stop at a point only souls meet, would a confused figure at the gates greet, would I be the original soul man, the eldest living being now climbing a stairway to heaven.
Is this the plan for man to meet his maker, would their voice rumble or sight bring laughter has I returned to the Father of fathers like the prodigal son in the scriptures.
Would my rejoices be shortlived when I realised my mission had sadly ended, my solar sail foiled or failed, I myself too was a soul waiting upon that very same staircase or would I stand smiling, my ship gained me feathers and now I too would soar through the heavens.
Lee David Wright