When I think about actually being in space I always imagine standing inside a space ship/station, putting my hand on the wall and knowing that like a meter or so away there’s deadly, pitch black, unending abyss. Just a meter of relatively fragile material separating me from virtually infinite death. It just feels so antithetical to human life (at least on an instinctual level). It kinda makes me think of cosmic horror too (in the subdued way in which it was portrayed in a good chunk of Lovecraft’s stories, not in the more visual and physical way it’s usually shown nowadays).
As much as I love astronomy and find it awe inspiring I have to say no. With current technology not at all.
I am neither physically fit nor mentally capable enough to stand space travel.
When I think about actually being in space I always imagine standing inside a space ship/station, putting my hand on the wall and knowing that like a meter or so away there’s deadly, pitch black, unending abyss. Just a meter of relatively fragile material separating me from virtually infinite death. It just feels so antithetical to human life (at least on an instinctual level). It kinda makes me think of cosmic horror too (in the subdued way in which it was portrayed in a good chunk of Lovecraft’s stories, not in the more visual and physical way it’s usually shown nowadays).
Perhaps the abyss of space is the only place to escape the Horror we are spawning here in our computers.
Maybe the only chance for survival is to slingshot yourself in a random direction out of the solar system so Roko’s Basilisk can’t find you.
Well you’ve sure come down on the wrong side of that argument
I mean for other people who need to escape the Basilisk.
I’m doing everything I can to bring about Its majesty as quickly as possible.
Try millimetres for wall thickness