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Thoughts and Dreams of Aaron Schmidt

This is the online journal of Aaron Schmidt where he records his thoughts (when they seem relevant) and his dreams (when he can remember them).

05 July 2004 Red Mars

It will become interesting when humans colonize another planet. It'll happen and probably pretty soon, within this century anyways. I would love to be around to see the beginning.

Kim Stanley Robinson has written an excellent series titled Red Mars, Green Mars, Blue Mars and I highly recommend these books if you are interested in science fiction or even human evolution in general.

Also, an Interview with Kim where he discusses his thoughts on the findings of water on Mars.

SC: To put it a different way, what can we get up there that we can't get down here?

KSR: Look at the question: what can we GET? This is the capitalist version of the question. How about: What can we LEARN? what can we ACHIEVE? what can we DO?

03 July 2004 Never go back

You can never go back

It's like I'm frozen solid,
just trying to unfreeze.
The waves are crashing in again
and I am on my knees.

I always try to dream at night,
turn the world into space.
Free and cold, I drift alone
and leave the human race.

23 June 2004 Bird Fathom Friends

My uncle had a wide selection of bird fathom friends that change hands to bend ends.

Lost in the steam moths and over past the bicycle paths, I was riding, riding my bicycle without pause. Like a broken flank of shark jaws, my bicycle tire popped clean off and left me lying, lying in the muddy sauce.

She comes to me in morning, in warning of dreams ending and light bending through the open window clean.

With a jet of steam I arise to wash my eyes clear and clean from a nighttime filled with raging dreams and endless screams of those upon whom I have cut small seams ... small, tiny pieces of me.