The last time I realized, I had many thoughts regarding potential travel into space. In today’s post, I will explain why.
I remember not dreaming of going into space when I was a child. I was scared of the unknown. The truth is that I was afraid of the vast, dark, unknown cosmos where everything could be hostile to me. For me, Earth was a place that I wanted to stay forever because I merely enjoyed living here. Later on, when I was reading about the broadly defined Universe (it started about ten years ago [I wrote this text on the 17th of July, 2022]), I began to imagine myself as a cosmic adventurer who does not afraid of the unknown and want to explore new planets. I suppose I started to imagine such things thanks to reading Stanislaw Lem’s magnificent science-fiction books. Speaking shortly: I began to dream of going into space. Of course, if I would be able to pay for it.
Still, last time I changed my mind in this case once again. Why?
Because weightlessness affects every aspect of the human body, including the heart, lungs, muscles, bones, nerves, and immune system. Practically all the physiological changes in astronauts resemble changes in the human body associated with aging on Earth. I do not want to speed up my process of aging. It is not the case that I want to look young. Astronauts are losing mass in microgravity like elderly people. What is worse, their bones and muscles appear to heal less well in space. That’s why I do not dream of going into space. Undoubtedly, I still have much to do here, on Earth. I focus on everything here, right here, and right now. Still, it does not mean I do not go into space deep in my mind while walking, doing street photography, or meditating and contemplating life in silence.
