Our Lives Are Fictions, A Work We

Apart From Love, Which Is Not A Human Emotion, Of All The Rest My Last Words Would Best Read: It's All For The Experience.

It's Vital As We Postulate And Work Toward Exploration And Human Settlement Beyond Earth. I Like To Think Of The Possibilities Of Sustaining Humanity's Continuum, With Preserved Recorded History Way Beyond The Life Of Our Sun.

Gifts Have Ribbons, Not Strings.

To Paraphrase The Great Poet Dante, The Heavens Swirl Above Us And Our Eyes Are Still Cast To The Ground.

We Are The Ancestors Of Those Gardening The Universe.