2001 lies in spacetime

- i grew up watching men strolling across the moon on TV, feature films of rockets, mars monsters and light trips into infinity and beyond believing we would be living in this "future world" by the year Two-Thousand— but the imagery of space shuttles parked along the streets, rocket bubbles zipping across tree-top avenues and astronauts spinning end over end while they wash high rise windows with computerized squeegees finally came to an end in 2001 realizing thereafter that we may remain here on Earth to throw bones at our adversaries— until the last one perishes, still stranded in orbit.. s jones Mar 2022 .

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