The Final Frontier

As a kid I absolutely loved Science Fiction television shows.   I would spend hours glued to the TV to watch Battlestar Galactica, Buck Rogers, Logan’s Run, Star Wars, Aliens, and even Star Trek.  It whetted my appetite for distant lands, planets, cultures, adventure, and the uncertainty of travel.  Star Trek by far had the coolest theme music.  I can still remember the introduction of the show.  “Space…the final frontier.”

But now I look back and realize that is not exactly true.  We have explored space.  We have astronomers and other scientists who dedicate their life to the study of space, planets, stars, galaxies, black holes, other life, and methods of travel into space.  

We have explored the oceans.  We mapped their depth, life forms, plate movements, coral reefs, temperature, and more.

We have tunneled into the ground and sent cameras into the hot Earth’s core and brought back pictures and documented various rocks found miles beneath the Earth’s crust.

We have even sailed from sea to shining sea and over every land mass and documented the surface of our planet in great detail.

So, what is the true final frontier?  Well death… of course.  No pictures of what happens to us (if anything) have surfaced from the afterlife.  While there are many fanciful stories of heaven, hell, nirvana, purgatory, Valhalla, reincarnation, enlightenment, and ghosts… no real evidence exists.  There are no scientific studies showing what we experience after we die.  No camera has captured it.  No one has brought back any souvenirs.  Not a single cartographer has been able to map it.   Yet we are all going to experience it.  How odd.

As for me, I plan to boldly go where every person will eventually go.  I go with purpose.  Hell for me is living in this world where I am no longer equipped to get out of bed, hold a job, have a significant other, and simply sleepwalk through my life.  Hell is a depression so deep, that 10 years of various medications, therapy, holistic medicine, and hospital stays can not penetrate.  Hell is listening to condescending statements about how finding god or thinking positive will cure this illness.

But heaven, to me, can be sought with 9mm Springfield and a hollow point bullet.  I may be depressed, but I have never been a pussy.   I am finally exercising my 2nd amendment rights…sort of.  The idiots at Fox news and the NRA folk ßßwill be so proud.

My time has come.  Perhaps new frontiers await me.  

See you on the other side.