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originally posted by: In4ormant
As much as I like Sagan I would rather believe that FTL travel is possible and there are many other forms of life available out there. Habitable planets are abundant, the point in their life cycle is irrelevant to me. If we showed up and all that was there in our time was basic life that would still be exciting. Even if we did miss an empire there by a millenia or so.
What if that's the great puzzle for us all.
There's this unimaginably large area, teeming with life but, can you get there? Can you reach your brethren across all the challenges of space/time/physics?
I'd imagine that if we could solve those great challenges we would be very amicable to anyone we found.
The Offspring - "Keep Em Separated"
You gotta keep 'em separated
Like the latest fashion
Like a spreading disease
The kids are strappin' on their way to the classroom
Getting weapons with the greatest of ease
The gangs stake their own campus locale
And if they catch you slippin' then it's all over pal
If one guys colors and the others don't mix
They're gonna bash it up
Hey, man you talkin' back to me?
Take him out
You gotta keep 'em separated
Hey, man you disrespecting me?
Take him out
You gotta keep 'em separated
Hey they don't pay no mind
If you're under eighteen you won't be doing any time
Hey, come out and play
By the time you hear the siren
It's already too late
One goes to the morgue and the other to jail
One guy's wasted and the other's a waste
It goes down the same as the thousand before
No one's getting smarter
No one's learning the score
Your never ending spree of death and violence and hate
Is gonna tie your own rope
Hey, man you disrespecting to me?
Take him out
You gotta keep 'em separated
Hey, man you talking back to me?
Take him out
You gotta keep 'em separated
Hey they don't pay no mind
If you're under eighteen you won't be doing any time
Hey, come out and play
It goes down the same as the thousand before
No one's getting smarter
No one's learning the score
Your never ending spree of death and violence and hate
Is gonna tie your own rope
Hey, man you talkin' back to me?
Take him out
You gotta keep 'em separated
Hey, man you disrespecting me?
Take him out
You gotta keep 'em separated
Hey they don't pay no mind
If you're under eighteen you won't be doing any time
Hey, come out and play
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© Peermusic Publishing
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Meaning there is a bar preventing the universe from being travelled?
No way to get from here to there?
* Footnote: Bernard Haisch is an astrophysicist whose professional positions include Staff Scientist at the Lockheed Martin Solar and Astrophysics Laboratory, Deputy Director for the Center for Extreme Ultraviolet Astrophysics at the University of California, Berkeley, and Visiting Fellow at the Max-Planck Institute for Extraterrestrial Physics in Garching, Germany. His work has led to close involvement with NASA; he is the author of over 130 scientific papers; and was the Scientific Editor of the Astrophysical Journal for nine years, as well as the editor in chief of the Journal of Scientific Exploration.
Bernard Haisch