Actually I considered Miller's Planet...or whatever this supposed planet were conjectured moving with such hyper velocity that relativity mattered. It seems where angular momentum matter, and one weren't flung from the planet, albeit, it seems where tidal forces were so great that much of the time might look like one's time around the Bay of Fundy, until the big giant massive wave dropped a thousand meters of water for an off load. Here I am thinking gravitational forces a bit too large are actually problematic in the way of geologic activity, or in other words, it could be really on Miller's planet, that volcanism were too much a problem year after year. Its not only that you try to raise people that were screwed in terms of future life ...they get off the planet finally only to discover the universe aged enough so that nearby stars literally popped out of existence, or at least other planets somewhere, and really that the probability for life elsewhere in such galaxy had grown really dim. Really IO might not seem that bad...Jupiter for tidal forces, and the moon, one big giant Yellowstone theme park, but not bad by comparison.
Where else would you go anyways if you had a choice? I know most having some knowledge might have answers, but I find the question interesting here. Yes, I might be more apt to say somewhere, but I am not sure where, certainly not here, but if here maybe a mile down the road, a number of right turns, or as it is claimed by statisticians, car wrecks seem to be most probable by way of the left hand and not the right hand turn (conversely so in Great Britain). It is supposedly why this rule means FedEx drivers are trained to route find neglecting certain turns and thus reducing the number of potential accidents. In this case, if you were completely free even to go any where in the universe where might you go? If given the opportunity, would you go? Would you stay?
I assure you this idea wouldn't be sacrificial, not in the sense that you'd serve any expense in loss of luxury for travel, or that in such travel, if you could imagine such this would like traveling while feeling as though not having traveled so far. You'd have all the same accommodations, the same city, the same place even, it wouldn't be the same, not as in really the same, but it would seem much the same, maybe, only safer as one could imagine. Only you might look up into the window of the universe, and see that things were not certainly the same, but this might be so only if you trained yourself, or were trained well enough to sense the changing pattern in the position and alignment of the stars as you were traversing through such space well on your way to where ever it is that you were headed. Assuredly, such a place would not be an echo, or entirely unresponsive to your thoughts, or neither too responsive, or too much of anything unless it weren't representative enough in so far as your thoughts. Only it seems within reason, something is missed here if it weren't otherwise so. For instance, biology to live in a steel contraption in terms of conscious life, especially given to artificial wind...visual queues in film suggest that Astronauts put up cut outs of paper grass nearest the air duct to simulate wind!
I hadn't lost the opportunity in stating this feeling that another sacred idea arose in mind. Yes I am to wonder whether you or I or anyone actually makes it in such a journey. At least the idea that one might die abroad such a vessel that were traveling beyond the span of individual human lifetimes and that apparently a simulated life were in keeping to the parameters of neither extending life in as much allowing life to seem as it should in the continual order of life abroad. Of course, the terms and conditions of travel, hadn't precluded the possibility of terminating travel altogether, or at least where it were possible, you were whisked away back to home safe and sound, where simulators all along had measured all activity where you once resided, and the continuity of your life having been re inserted back into such place weren't neglected. You had the hard to forgiving simulators which put certain relationships on the rocks that were doomed from the outset but irretrievably right in so far as assessment. So right that this should seem unbearable, but it is true that this should better than existing in a belief that were a lie. At least where it were there were no possibility in reconciling or amending something that were likely as steadfastly destined in so far as outcomes. Someone else got lonely...and where were simulators to create the non existential state of a person so that one should feel less lonely?
Life is never so frivolous or easy...here returning back to the guarantors and the terms of travel...yes considering time dilation only moving time so that one's absence that should seem forever like a life time were only a few milliseconds in length. There is never an easy way out of this. Could you imagine a few milliseconds that had turned into a marriage, a number of kids, growing old, and then having expected to resume another life that one had forgotten about (in their time) a few milliseconds before? You wake up, and, oh Jesus, you are back in that old city, still at that job where you had forgotten all about what it was that you did on a daily basis that were likely so forgettable. You had to say goodbye even when it were that the old life were suddenly thrust right back into your lap. You had to say good bye because in a few milliseconds all that had changed with a forever lifetime laid at your doorstep. Your wife is crying, she doesn't understand a word of what you are saying. A friend keeps calling you that you hadn't exactly liked but didn't annoy you so much that you outright blocked from calling you, but now you had readied all of this. You packed up your things and said 'C'est la vie!' You told her, and she still had a hard time understanding that you had aged fifty years in a few milliseconds, even if you're hair hadn't turned grey. It weren't responsible honestly to erase your memory, it weren't responsible to try and reinsert you seamlessly back into a past while having you retain a memory of another present and future that hadn't existed or had existed rendering absence in mind of a past. There were no way of getting around these terms and conditions. Once having left on some voyage, the likelihood that departures could be final farewells. You'd retain memories, you wouldn't be deceived, you wouldn't be lied too...
You considered what it is and why it were that you were traveling.
Yes it seems to mean something going else where.
A previous life would begin to fade from memory as you departed, even in those days of yearning when you longed in relating all experiences to people that were no longer there, and in that time, solitude. At least where, you could least be bothered by vacuous space or its seemingly colder infinity. You coexisted as likely living as could be anywhere else that were assured, at least there would be such a spot for meditation reserved, so you meditate until having fallen asleep, and likely neither having awoken for some seventy hours since it were as likely, nothing there to disturb your sleep as you might have instructed, nothing were there to calibrate your circadian clock. Night lasted forever, and beyond forever. On such a special day, however, when you kept to forbidding courage in outlasting another unfitting outburst of yawn threatening one back into another slumber, you arrived on IO. Yes a request of all places to go here relative anywhere else in the universe. The trip itself did actually take approximately a week of travel.
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