spacecadet

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My space cadet adventures are always somewhat fascinating.

I guess to tell the story of my generation I'd  have to tell about how lucky I had been and never known.

I was born in the time where mind reading wasn't just a thing.

The human mind had been capitalized much as any cellphone or computer is. From a network, or a souce, you could identify nearby devices or people.

The way of communication of our thoughts turned into much of a radio channel.

My channel, somewhat number 1 in the world.

What what was it about my thoughts that made it so special?

Something you could figure out.

Somehow I spread the word of a tale, as if I was some sort of entity that could be identified by the intensity of your connection (or close to me). But the sound of my voice had also marked me.

A nickname for me existed. 

My belief that we are stars living on Earth something to cultivate.

So in my adventures we studied the potential on the human stars.

So many delusional days. 

Sitting by the Aquarium statium I encountered kids that would recognize me, sometimes together we embarked on a small adventure.

Such as the moments that I hop on the elevator with them and they had to press the button, not the Star L, but the 1, to the first floor.

Sometimes though, I had to stay in the subway, where I could sing and let myself haunt those tunnels, but as soon as the train arrived, I'd race it through the platform, as if that was a way of a big star to carry their moment through the planet.

Nothing casual, but a big moment in the scale of humanity. The meaning of it?