I can't help thinking that somewhere in the universe there has to be something better than man. Tell me, though, does man, that marvel of the universe, that glorious paradox who sent me to the stars, still make war against his brother. But seen from out here, everything seems different. I leave the 20th century with no regrets, but.one more thing, if anybody's listening, that is. You, who are reading me now, are a different breed.I hope a better one. The men who sent us on this journey are long since dead and gone. Hasslein's theory of time in a vehicle traveling nearly the speed of light, the Earth has aged nearly 700 years since we left it.while we've aged hardly at all. In less than an hour we'll finish our six months out of Cape Kennedy. I've tucked my crew in for the long sleep, and I'll be joining them.soon. We're now on full automatic in the hands of the computers.
So I left, because there was no one to hold me there. You see, that was the kind of world we'd made.
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