DOTLAN EveMaps

u"We're an anarcho-syndicalist commune. We take it in turns to act as a sort of executive officer for the week.

Take me out to the black, tell 'em I aint comin' back.


CSS - To sail the coldest seas between the distant stars; tiny islands of fire scattered wide in the void. To find something in vast nothingness. To boldly go where others may or may not have gone before but whatever.


Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Eden
And danced the stars on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I\u2019ve impulsed, and joined the tumbling mirth
of sun-split nebulae,
High in the empty silence. Hov\u2019ring there,
I\u2019ve chased the solar wind along, and flung
My eager craft through endless halls of icy ink....
Through the long, delirious, burning black
I\u2019ve topped the particle wind-swept warpgates with easy grace.
Where never Spacelark, or even Jove flew \u2014
And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my scan, and seen the work of God.

- 'Space flight' by a distant descendant of
John Gillespie Magee"