This week’s Unbound selection coincides with a particularly bittersweet movement in history’s sweeping composition. Since the beginning of time, we have looked up at the sky, hoping to find answers in its vast depths. Myths and religions have formed around our world’s “rooftop,” and if the stars have not exactly offered concrete truths, they have certainly been the mother of human imagination. With the Space Race of the 1960s, we touched infinity. Rockets and shuttles burst through the limits of the known world, and our dreams grew taller. Then, on July 8 of this year, America launched its final shuttle mission, ending an era of space exploration. Political and economic motivations for this decision abound, of course relating to necessary, human concerns. Yet this prose piece by Badgerdog writer J. J. proves that our dark romance has not come to an end. Space, and its appealingly inhuman qualities, continues to enthrall and amaze us. Looking up, we can almost see everything. Congratulations on your great work, J. J.!
—inspired by Anselm Kiefer’s Sternenfall (Falling Stars) at the Blanton Museum of Art
I think space is scary and awesome because we do not know very much about space, and what if there was life in another galaxy living with us? It is awesome because there’s a lot to learn in the world and a lot that can happen. I would like to learn more about the solar system and more about new kinds of science. I would like to use a rocket to see how many different galaxies there are. I see numbers on glass. I see it is big, about twenty feet tall. I see bumps in the universe.
J. J., fourth grade, Badgerdog Creative Writing Summer Camp at the Austin Waldorf School