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From: UFV Downeaster
Position: 21.30, -88Z.28, -357.4Y
Departure: 2120.13.10
Reldate: 00229889
Source: A321.8S9.H1A.0900
Destination: A321.78C.00A.1001
Seckey: aPSK42bYhZ09JCX0i2xm9ktyUGk4gJnOsz7P+iBC/4g=
Mode: COMM
----
LOG ENTRY #90
I remember once thinking that time was the enemy -- there's never enough. Here,
I expected celestial objects to take my breath away and make time even more
precious. There's nothing but time now.
I also remember reading about the first Terran astronauts, floating in hacked
together treehouses in low-Earth orbit, their schedules planned to the minute.
No time to waste when it costs the GDP of a small nation to keep you at 17k
km/s and only technically in space; barely out of atmo.
Given the choice, I bet those cowboys would have loved to change places with me.
Here, travelling near the speed of light, a dot of rock somewhere on our
electronic horizon, a mission to strip it of all it's precious metals so we can
keep the fab going at least one more generation. But I'm not gonna lie to this
log, I would change places those fucking cowboys in a heartbeat, too. This
isn't the wild west. And it's not low-Earth orbit either. Our schedules are wide
open until we make contact and beat the living shit out this miserable rig
hoping it's dark sleep hasn't caused something else to die.
No, I'm not happy today. But that doesn't really matter. S-8S9.H1A.0900 is
locked in front of us and we'll spend the next six months trying to slow us down
enough to do what we're paid to do. Part of me hopes this message gets lost in
the QEC shit hole. I've probably already been too honest for CentOps comfort.
Mission parameters nominal. Target signal strong. ETOA 6.2 terran months.

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0EPX Corazon 23 - Volume 3 /EPX Corazon 23/Vol3.txt
0EPX Corazon 23 - Volume 2 /EPX Corazon 23/Vol2.txt
0EPX Corazon 23 - Volume 1 /EPX Corazon 23/Vol1.txt

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<title>Cosmic Voyage</title>
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<description>Messages from the human stellar diaspora</description>
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<title>Downeaster - #90</title>
<author>secstate@cosmic.voyage (secstate)</author>
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<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Downeaster/00004.txt</guid>
<pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2020 03:13:06 GMT</pubDate>
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----
From: UFV Downeaster
Position: 21.30, -88Z.28, -357.4Y
Departure: 2120.13.10
Reldate: 00229889
Source: A321.8S9.H1A.0900
Destination: A321.78C.00A.1001
Seckey: aPSK42bYhZ09JCX0i2xm9ktyUGk4gJnOsz7P+iBC/4g=
Mode: COMM
----
LOG ENTRY #90
I remember once thinking that time was the enemy -- there's never enough. Here,
I expected celestial objects to take my breath away and make time even more
precious. There's nothing but time now.
I also remember reading about the first Terran astronauts, floating in hacked
together treehouses in low-Earth orbit, their schedules planned to the minute.
No time to waste when it costs the GDP of a small nation to keep you at 17k
km/s and only technically in space; barely out of atmo.
Given the choice, I bet those cowboys would have loved to change places with me.
Here, travelling near the speed of light, a dot of rock somewhere on our
electronic horizon, a mission to strip it of all it's precious metals so we can
keep the fab going at least one more generation. But I'm not gonna lie to this
log, I would change places those fucking cowboys in a heartbeat, too. This
isn't the wild west. And it's not low-Earth orbit either. Our schedules are wide
open until we make contact and beat the living shit out this miserable rig
hoping it's dark sleep hasn't caused something else to die.
No, I'm not happy today. But that doesn't really matter. S-8S9.H1A.0900 is
locked in front of us and we'll spend the next six months trying to slow us down
enough to do what we're paid to do. Part of me hopes this message gets lost in
the QEC shit hole. I've probably already been too honest for CentOps comfort.
Mission parameters nominal. Target signal strong. ETOA 6.2 terran months.
</pre>]]></description>
</item>
<item>
<title>EPX Corazon 23 - Volume 3</title>
<author>kirch@cosmic.voyage (kirch)</author>