Random thoughts, or something

You know, the trippiest thing about building starships is going into the living quarters when you’re done. You see, people who think they may want to live on the starship will come and look at one or two of these apartments, and decide which model they want, get an idea of where in the ship they wanted it located, based on many factors like income, family life, married or single, whether you’re a loner or like to hang out in the town square, all the good stuff.

I see all these places when they are first built; when they are empty. I go through them room by room and look for things like if the curtains are cut too long, or if there are carpet fibers on the toilet seat. I go through them in extreme, exact detail, to ensure that they are all the same.

Here’s the trippy part, imagining all these hundreds of thousands boarding the ship, all of them going to the identical rooms, traveling to the same destination that not one of them will be alive to see. Their great-great-grandchildren will have forgotten the randomness of Earth, and will have been raised with that mindset, that everything is the same.

It makes me think, isn’t humanity just all of one person? Seeding itself throughout the universe? Aren’t we all the same?

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