The magician seemed to promise that something torn to bits might be mended without a seam, that what had vanished might reappear, that a scattered handful of doves or dust might be reunited by a word, that a paper rose consumed by fire could be made to bloom from a pile of ash. But everyone knew that it was only an illusion. The true magic of this broken world lay in the ability of the things it contained to vanish, to become so thoroughly lost, that they might never have existed in the first place.
Michael Chabon, The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay

  • nautilus: ...how did space begin?
  • icarus: I hope it never did. just the brightest flash, over and over, in an infinite moment never seen; but by us... the lucky ones.

:::Commencing protocol for launch into stabilized low-altitude orbit::
::Thrusters on-line:: 

:::Commencing protocol for launch into stabilized low-altitude orbit::

::Thrusters on-line:: 


and one fine morning

and one fine morning



last final in Kent tomorrow morning. graduate Saturday. move out of my apartment next week.

::MCS: Icarus II launch protocol engaging::

I’ll never miss Kent. I’ll miss some good days. I’ll miss some good people.

if I tried, you’d probably be; hard to find.

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whoa. gravity.

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they like to talk about forever, 

most people never get the chance.

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Rest enough for the individual man, too much and too soon, and we call it death. But for man, no rest and no ending. He must go on, conquest beyond conquest. First this little planet and all its winds and ways, and then all the laws of mind and matter that restrain him. Then the planets about him, and, at last, out across immensities to the stars. And when he has conquered all the deep space, and all the mysteries of time, still he will be beginning.
H. G. Wells

i’ll go first.

you just have to promise you’ll still come find me.



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