EARTH MAN SPACE CHRONICLES by colombo from finland

EARTH MAN SPACE CHRONICLES

I PROMISE YOU THAT LABYRINTH,
CONSISTING OF A SINGLE LINE WHICH IS INVISIBLE AND UNCEASING.

DEATH AND THE COMPASS, J.L.BORGES, 1942.

MAY I SUGGEST IMAGINING A SPECULATIVE AFTERLIFE JOURNEY INTO SPACE?
AN APPROACH TO GRIEF THAT WOULD LINK TO A TRACE OF THE DEPARTED?
WHY NOT ALLOW OURSELVES TO BE RELEASED INTO THE HYPERFINE TRANSITION OF NEUTRAL HYDROGEN?
WHY NOT BECOME A RADIO SIGNAL?
A NOISE BIT WITHIN THE ELECTROMAGNETIC SPECTRUM?
WHY NOT FLOW INTO SPACE THROUGH UNLIMITED SOLAR POWER?
COULD OUR SOLAR SAILS COMET OUR DUST REMAINS OUT OF ORBIT?
WHY NOT PROJECT OUR GENETIC CODE AS A COSMOLOGICAL PARTICLE?
WHY NOT APPROACH THE CONTEXT OF DEATH THROUGH AN ATEMPORAL PERSPECTIVE THAT LIES BEYOND CULTURAL, RELIGIOUS OR TERRITORIAL LIMITS?
COULD OUR BEEPING AFTERLIFE OFFER A SENSE OF COMFORT?
COULD WE PERHAPS BECOME A TIME CAPSULE?
A PROJECTION TOWARDS THE PERSISTANCE OF MEMORY?
COULD WE BECOME A CACHE OF INFORMATION INTENDED AS A TRACE, AS A METHOD OF COMMUNICATION WITH THOSE WHO ARE LEFT BEHIND AND PERHAPS EVEN WITH THOSE WHO LIE AHEAD OF US?
COULD WE BECOME A SIGNAL?
A TRACEABLE PULSE IN SPACE?
A WAVELENGTH?
WHY NOT BECOME A LINK BETWEEN THE INFINITISIMAL FRACTION OF OUR EXISTENCE AND THAT OF THE ENCOMPASSING CHRONICLE OF HUMANITY?
WHY NOT TAKE A LEAP INTO THE VOID?