My first lifetime, I wrote in the language of computers. Now, in my "Retirement" I want to express my thoughts and feelings to other humans.
Please join me in this new adventure while I explore what I have been hiding in my subconscious.
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. That is exploding in my mind as I see that I have landed on an asteroid without atmosphere, and I am definitely not in a space suit. All those hours of repetitive training takes over and I immediately switch focus to my second destination choice. All those boring hours that seemed so worthless have now kicked in and I am essentially on autopilot. I know that I cannot try to breathe, to do so is instant death. The refocus to my secondary destination will take only 15 seconds but with what I have done to get to and then away from the worthless piece of space rock has taken almost a full 2 minutes so far and if the secondary is also a toxic selection, then I will need to use my final fail safe. Just how long can I hold my breath, damn I really didn’t concentrate on that part of the training, never thought I would need it.
The Sound of Silence
The song echoes in my mind. One of the best things about songs is the few words that are chosen well can convey huge emotions and mountains of feelings. Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel taught us all about life by mesmerizing us with the beauty and depth of feelings.