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Reposted, in part, from this. In mankind's millennia-old pursuit to escape the confines of the earth, it turned out that gravity was the tether and that a mixture of kerosene and liquid oxygen was the fuel to push into the freedom of space.I loved space, as a kid. Still do. One of my favorite movies is Contact. Star Trek can mesmerize me. On the clearest nights, I watch for the still persistence of satellites moving through the sky overhead. Space, I guess, stands for what is possible. Speaking personally, I don't care much for tether. I'm a bit like the dog that would chew its leg off before settling for chained existence. My personal goal is to reach escape velocity, where I push beyond the reach of any tether and I can move freely in any direction. The rest is up to me. I had a conversation with a long-time friend of mine a few days ago, and she and I discussed the notion of "escape velocity" - the point in one's life where what they do in Washington doesn't really matter a whole lot. Orbit the mess, but don't live in it or be ruled by it.I'm still fighting for escape velocity. Until I achieve it, it is bred into my DNA. I cannot help but be who I am. I know that there is a mixture of fuel for me that will sustain my launch, so I persist. |
by Brett Rogers, 1/22/2013 10:15:34 AM
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