Welcome back, fellow astro-travellers and interstellar cosmic-nauts, to another exciting edition of the best blog in the Universe, in my opinion, of course. Like an internet rocketship to the stars, every month Cosmic-books propels itself into the stratosphere, aiming to explore all the mysteries that remain hidden just over the horizon.
Sometimes we land short of the target, but that is okay; our goal is the enjoyment we create along the way, and the destination is simply the journey. Rest assured, however, our team is devoted to bringing you the best value for your entertainment dollar while still upholding the highest publishing standards. We remain fully committed to providing you, our readers, not only a dynamic experience full of insightful narrative and dramatic graphics, but also an event you can look forward to every month with anticipation.
This is made possible only through endless sleepless nights, plenty of coffee and a hefty dose of imagination.
To be sure, every month our editorial staff spends countless hours reviewing and debating the hottest trends in the entertainment world, looking for that unique story to send to the presses. Sometimes that search is more difficult than others, but our team here at Cosmic-books comprises the keenest journalistic minds, highly trained in the art of spinning yarn like Grandma Jedi Ninjas.
Like every month, this article focuses on the story beneath the surface details that usually escape our perception. This is all in an attempt to bring depth and structure to the images that flood our senses and inhabit our minds. Cosmic-books is all about the story, and this month’s article is no different and actually begins with a story. Once upon a time, a little boy, along with his family, huddled around a small black-and-white television set and watched as a strange-looking man jumped down a flimsy ladder and landed on a dusty surface.
That boy sat there, watching the fuzzy image on the screen, unsure of exactly what was going on, for he was very young at the time, yet distinctly felt the mood in the room shift. As that odd-looking man bounced around, as if he were underwater, he spoke some unclear words, but the boy suddenly knew the World around him had changed forever. Everyone in the room fell silent, but the feeling seemed more than one of relief or accomplishment, something to be proud of, excited for, but one of uncertainty.
Like a silent veil of safety had been removed, exposing an unhealed wound that nobody knew how to deal with.
In that moment, the boy knew that this special event (whatever it was) placed a new pressure on the people around him. It only became clear to the boy as he grew that the shift in mood was the pressure this event placed on his family, and on all of mankind, to evolve. It was unknown to that little boy at the time that most people were not ready to change. Time was speeding along, pushing everyone with it off the cliff of destiny, while many, if not most, were not prepared to jump.
That moment was this writer’s first memory, the first Moon walk, which took place on July 20, 1969 and still, while black and white remains my initiation to the human condition, the fear of change and the need to overcome.
The Moon landings signified to me that we were not going back to whatever dark times we had crawled out of, and the time frame of my quick life span has only solidified this reality. Television sets were now colour, and over the years, many of the things that were science fiction in my childhood have become reality. Take, for instance, the vehicle that took those men to the Moon back in the 60s, the Apollo, the Saturn 5, the Eagle module moon lander… all contained the computing power of something smaller than the iPhone. Times have certainly changed, but have they?
Humans are still fighting needless wars, and there has been little change to our ruthless treatment of each other. Time has passed and carries us along at a blistering rate, yet we are still clinging to the past, afraid to change and move forward to a better future, a future those three men in that fragile tin can of a spacecraft represented so long ago. It’s a shame that, with the heavens above yet to explore, we are too afraid to confront the demons within our nature to allow ourselves the journey I know we are all meant to be a part of.
Fast-forward to 2026, and the story, which is barely being broadcast, is our inevitable return to the Moon and the bold new steps we are taking to get there. This week, or is it next week, NASA is sending four Astronauts back into space, travelling around the Moon once again. Launching in the largest rocket known to man, the Space Launch System (SLS), not a very creative name but an impressive machine nonetheless, the Artemis program (Artemis/ the sister of Apollo) is intended to return man to the Moon in hopes that we will set up a permanent base. This mission, Artemis 2, is just the start.
Circling the Moon in high orbit, the Orion lunar orbiter will carry man farther than he has ever travelled before. I’m sure we are going to get a lot of great video and knowledge from this mission. I am personally very excited to get this thing off the ground.
There are a lot of moving parts to this entire endeavour, including private firms such as SpaceX contributing to a Lunar lander, which will highlight the next couple of missions. SpaceX is using the experience to help them pursue their goal of reaching Mars within the next 10 years, and no doubt, NASA will be involved in those efforts.
Anyone who does not believe we have been to the Moon will undoubtedly be screaming that this is all AI, I’m sure. Yet there are going to be many more challenges which face us, but we are already space travellers, spinning into a void, why not buckle up and take it to the max?
Why not evolve into something more?
Why not push past the fear of growth?
Maybe this will be the event that proves to the Aliens that we are worthy, and they finally start selling us those pollution-free space batteries, and we can all become peacekeepers and gardeners? More than likely, a successful space program will enable the World to further divide into power-hungry corporations enslaving us forever, or worse, replacing us with robots and AI.
I can only hope for the best.
Apologies regarding the lame art this month, I’ve been lost deep in the world of VR and didn’t feel the love. I bought the model SLS for $20. off of CG trader and it was cheap and required hours to fix! I tossed extra boosters on it to give it some flare. Regardless the article was the real mission this month and that took enough time and energy, now back to No Man’s Sky.