Paul J Penton – Songwriter

Galaxy – Daily Writing – March 23rd

Like water swirling into a plug hole the galaxy whips stars into a central position, a million specks of star dust seem to glitter and twinkle and beckon as if they’re just in the next neighbourhood, but they’re miles away, light years. What we say right now would not even begin to impact on a remote galaxy until hundreds of years hence. Our words and radio transmissions that are seeping through space right now, carrying our communications and culture to distant worlds and cosmi. What would another intelligent life form make of it all? These rises and falls in the electromagnetic spectrum? While they stand/float/swim? on their own planetoid with twin moons in neon green glow – what would they think.

Surely out their in these ever expanding galactic arms there’s some other life form that wants to embrace us, letting us know we are not alone. That’s one thing about a galaxy in all its beauty and poise from enhanced NASA photographs , the stillness and aloneness. It seems to scream silently from each photograph. Imagine if you were on a spaceship somehow transported all those billions of miles form earth – would you go loco? Would you think you were god? All around you nothing but the crushing black contrasted by the diamond beauty of beckoning lights, circling planets that are dark lifeless and alone. Moons that have more impact craters than a teenagers acne riddled face. Breathing in recycled air that seems to taste of plastic, drinking your own recycled urine. That’s the only way it could be done – with current technology, but, maybe soon we’ll invent and ‘ion’ drive to propel us across galaxies at the speed of light, then it’s just a matter of time – Alpha Centauri – just a couple of years of travel – easy….