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Hello my fellow Politiores Troglodytes. This Blog is a collection of Posts, Poems, & Short Stories that I write on a daily basis. If you find it entertaining, informative, and controversial, then I have done my job properly. Thank goodness too, because Karma has been on my case of late. I'm supposed to bring fifty people into the fold or I'll have to give back the part of Einstein's brain I inherited. No, I'm not one of the Scientists who got a piece of his brain when he died. Karma said, "Eat this knowledge. It'll make you smarter!" The bargain I made with Karma was, if I could change fifty people into Politiores Populos, I would be rewarded with my very own Lamborghini. So, that's my story and I'm sticking to it! Like what you're reading, then read on. P.S. Populo is Latin for people. Politiores is Latin for educated. Troglodytes is English for troglodytes. And Einstein's brain was stolen by Thomas Stoltz Harvey after his death in 1955 and eventually divvied up into 240 pieces. If you just read that last sentence, then you have just learned something and I'm just that much closer to fulfilling my commitment to Karma!

Tuesday, June 6, 2017

The International Space Station

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   "This Yuri Gagarin aboard the International Space Station. I am recording this transmission to Earth, in hopes, some Alien race discovers this space station before it burns up on re-entry, in our atmosphere, before it crashes to the ground in a ball of flames."
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   "I am the sole survivor on the space station as my friend and fellow astronaut, Jacques Cartier, just passed away, a few hours ago. We were the last two people alive among eight stationed here five years ago. All have died from protein-energy malnutrition. The inadequate intake of calories from not having enough proteins, vitamins, and minerals."
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   "After our food supplies ran out, all that was left were the plants from the Veg-3 experiment. Soil samples now show the lack of nutrients in the ground to grow life sustaining vegetables. The only thing I have left to eat is lettuce and a few radishes, with no seasoning. The classic farming problems that mankind, when there still was a mankind, had to battle with for centuries. We just didn't have the right vegetable seeds to supply us with enough nutrients, since this was only going to be a one-year mission."
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   "Six months into our mission, the Toba, Indonesia's super volcano, and the Yellowstone, the United State's super volcano erupted just days apart. Engulfing our once blue marble into a grayish round ball of poisonous greenhouse gases. One super volcano would have sent humanity back hundreds of years. Two super volcanoes probably wiped them all out."
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   "We never heard a word from anyone after the second eruption."
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   "I wonder what species will become the dominate life form on Earth after the atmosphere recovers? When the dinosaurs became extinct, mammals had their day in the sun. Maybe it will be an insect? I have always heard that cock roaches will inherit the Earth. Maybe they will become the next sentient beings?"
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   "I decided a long time ago, that I didn't want to starve to death on the space station. I don't want the agony and pain from poisoning myself. And I certainly don't have the wherewithal to cut my wrist or throat, so I bleed to death. No, I have decided to take one last walk in outer-space and turn off my heating unit in my space-suit. Effectively, freezing to death."
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   "I am pushing myself, away from the space station as I speak. In case I change my mind and try to climb back aboard. I am floating in the opposite direction of the station now, since I did not attach a safety chord. What a beautiful sight. So many beautiful stars and we are, or we were, just a speck in the immenseness of the universe."
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   "The cold came a lot quicker than I thought. I was hoping for a few more...


This is,
Volcanism Is Not Just A Planet Spock Came From
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“For each of us is, a separate miracle, in a collective miracle. Brought together, for a moment, by a group of notes and a scan of words. From the heart of one, who dares to think. That others might feel as he feels”
- Leonard Nimoy, -

That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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