Post AxHZteyZ5m1peUDSee by starwall@wizzzard.online
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 (DIR) Post #AxHZteyZ5m1peUDSee by starwall@wizzzard.online
       2025-03-25T18:26:20Z
       
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       I think often about the desiccated bags of poop we left on the Moon. Will they outlast me? most certainly. Will they outlast all of us? perhaps. Will that outlast all of human civilization? If untouched, then probably. The bags of shit and golf balls we left there might last for millions of years if nobody ever comes along to retrieve them. It's one of the things I think about when I look at the Moon.
       
 (DIR) Post #AxHZtmpHu9MS01wAIy by starwall@wizzzard.online
       2025-03-25T18:38:57Z
       
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       They will exist as a quiet, pathetic, unobserved monuments which will outlast our most enduring buildings, our very greatest works built through toil, none of them will last as long as the bags of shit on the Moon.
       
 (DIR) Post #AxHZturM2LleukxvdY by starwall@wizzzard.online
       2025-03-25T18:57:16Z
       
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       Are they trash or are they monuments to our greatest achievement? Are they both? The rockets we used to get there were devised in large part by Nazi scientists, for the purposes of prosecuting a brutal war of conquest, and yet the proclamation that we came in peace for all mankind stirs a great pride nevertheless. What pride is it there in shitting on the moon? What accomplishment? If greatness is measured by how long a thing lasts then the trash we left there on that gray, desolate rock so far away will be our greatest achievement. In either case the face of the moon is forever changed, before it was a serene object, an unblemished celestial thing, and now it is a place where we left some garbage. Making a little monument out of the places we left will have to include the bags of shit, if we are so very proud of our footprints then why not be proud of the little plastic bags of fecal matter? Why not write songs about the e coli we left there, our stinky symbiotes, to die in the vacuum? It's an absurd thing, because we live in an absurd world, I just love how completely counter it is to everything that exists narratively about civilization in general, and it really encapsulates the humanity of it, warts and all. I don't think I'll ever stop thinking about the bags of shit on the Moon.