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Rating: The space has this name because there is room for wheelbarrows. In space, having time: you can wander from one thing to another for a whole life, even two, if you want.
Everyone has their own space in space, because in space, the space, there is room for wheelbarrows. On Earth, much less. On Earth, gravity claims victims every day: if a building collapses in space, nothing happens; on Earth, you die. The impact force in space is significantly reduced: fewer deaths from spacecraft accidents, fewer damages from a punch. You weigh less in space: fewer worries about diets, less money to Vanna Marchi, more satisfied consumers.
Space, seen from the outside, is beautiful. The grass is always greener on the other side, and if you never visit the neighbor, it will remain so. Adding it all up, Earth has more flaws.
The sun is a star. One among many, one among millions. Any one. Drawing conclusions, if there are many suns, are there many Earths? We don't know. Benefit of the doubt: we don't know. Assuming but not conceding that there are as many Earths as there are suns, what the hell are you doing here, my friend? "Do I have solid alternatives?" you will reply. "Solid, no, mental, yes," I will retort.
Because, if you think about it, isn't it nice to fantasize? If the answer is "no": okay, well done, lucky you. If the answer is "yes, I like to journey beyond, even if it's just fantasy": Monster Magner, twentyfive point point point point point point point point point TAB.
The next De-Meeting is scheduled on the Andromeda Nebula: I'll be there, and you? Psychedelic Rock Music, nothing less, nothing more. Psychedelic Rock Music, because we're not looking for something more. Or is it because nothing more exists? Benefit of the doubt, same as above: For now, I don't know. Or rather: for now, no. But absolutely: no.
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