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Forwarded the Odyssey message to the Alphas. [[Naoto]] replied in less than a minute - with a poem, of course. "The Building of the Ship" by Longfellow - and it's loooong, all right. I didn't read all of it, but it seems to be about launching a ship, rather than building one. This stanza (or couplet, or whatever) leapt out at me: |
Forwarded the Odyssey message to the Alphas. [[Naoto]] replied in less than a minute - with a poem, of course. "The Building of the Ship" by Longfellow - and it's loooong, all right. I didn't read all of it, but it seems to be about launching a ship, rather than building one. This stanza (or couplet, or whatever) leapt out at me: |
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Is hanging breathless on thy fate! |
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'Til next time. |
'Til next time. |
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Revision as of 02:36, 1 July 2017
Last time I visited Prime was November of last year. Months since have been a blur. Flew out last night to oversee installation of the central armature and the master override (you're welcome, Ted) which was completed by 0430. So I decided to grab a few hours of sleep here before heading back to ZD. Called GAIA before I bedded down, ostensibly to update her on the site plan. But the truth is, I missed her. I've developed a habit of speaking to her before I sleep. Seems to be the only thing that calms me down these days.
Work to a message from Osvald. The Odyssey launched yesterday. So terrestrial's life chance of survival has doubled. Why, then, do I feel so uneasy? I just keep wondering what kind of world Far Zenith will create if the ship reaches its destination so many decades from now. And I worry about that alpha-build of APOLLO. So much knowledge, so few restraints, and no fail-safes. How will they avoid repeating our mistakes? What's to stop them from playing god?
Forwarded the Odyssey message to the Alphas. Naoto replied in less than a minute - with a poem, of course. "The Building of the Ship" by Longfellow - and it's loooong, all right. I didn't read all of it, but it seems to be about launching a ship, rather than building one. This stanza (or couplet, or whatever) leapt out at me:
Humanity, with all its fears,
With all its hopes of future years,
Is hanging breathless on thy fate!
Yeah, Odyssey and Zero Dawn both. Speaking of which, I should get back to ZD. Guess I should stop by Naoto's lab and check on DEMETER's progress, too. If I can get out of there without a volume of Tennyson pressed into my hands, I'll count myself lucky.
'Til next time.