It occurred to me the other night as I was staring into the night sky, that despite all we do now know about space, there is still a massive amount of information that we don't know. With that in mind, it seems to me that, as far as space is concerned, virtually anything is possible. For example, it is possible that there is a planet out there made out of marshmallow. Or a moon that is actually made out of cheese.
There might be a planet where the people live underground or underwater, and make exploratory trips to the surface.
There might be a planet where most travel occurs through the center of the planet, maybe via big pipes (That's right!).
There might be a planet with oceans made of rootbeer.
There might be a planet where the streets are actually paved with gold.
What about a planet with zero G?
A planet with double G?
A planet where it actually rains cats and dogs?
The possibilities, as usual, are endless.
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Knowing such possibilities exist makes me want to be an astronaut. Knowing that our own planet is sorta in trouble makes me want to stick around.
I feel exactly the opposite of Jacob.
So why not write up a series of children's books like "Star Trek" in which the protagonist explores a bunch of such places?
Why, I think I did write a story once called "Dreamdragons" in which the heroes visited a place with an ocean of saltwater taffy requiring buttered boats to "sail" on it. And the beach-sand was made of sugar...I got the idea from a dream.
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