The Final Frontier Thesis

Forever expanding, no end in sight. Accommodating humanity, And all that might (Exist) An endless playground for those not terrestrially bound. Freeing the creative mind from all of the shit, challenging it to recreate all that is, Only in a different way, Never before seen in our day. Every moment, a new blank page, Waiting to be filled by some arrogant soul, thrilled with the prospect of having to rebuild, if only prove their skill. And then they fail, At least most will. But one or two will find their way, To some far-off place. They'll find something to make, They'll synthesize one thing or another; Something new, that will soon be old, It could be you, your story that's told!