I undertook this journey back because happiness does not belong to me.

I undertook this journey back because happiness does not belong to me. As I moved away from planet X, Twitter smiled, immersed in his positive thoughts about the recent experience. Passing near the moon, he saw the man on the moon and thought, “What is man doing on the moon? He’s out of place.” Aware of having left an indelible mark on planet X, he decided to awaken that troubled soul. And as the tweets of Xians struggled to take flight, he decided to deliver an interesting tweet to that lost soul: “Bye Man on the Moon, you are a great ghostwriter but you deserve to be in the spotlights!”

That's how I decided to start my adventure towards Gaia, the beloved Earth. I took my solar impulse bicycle to better dodge the debris left by the ice mask, the emperor of planet X, and faced the long journey back. It begins as a self-awareness: I cannot remain closed within myself; I must find a way to express what my karma has reserved for me. I understood that it's not money that brings happiness, but the journey through the stars, the forged connections, and the truths discovered.

On the journey towards Gaia, I reflected on how, in the metaphor How Two Souls Intertwine in the Network. similar to two souls reflected in the digital ink of Steemit's blockchain, we could weave unique visions to knit together a better tomorrow. Life on the Moon is better than on Mars; I dare not think of planet X with the troglodyte Xians. In my silent journey, muffled by the space helmet,I carried with me the lesson of the Oscurists: The Dawn of the Oscurists: The Rebirth of Ignorance. even in the deepest darkness, a spark of knowledge can light the way to freedom. I thought that one day, perhaps, with a few shared pearls on planet X, might bring a bit of hope.

Here, on the Moon, there is a part of us that is rooted and belongs to us since birth, ask those born at night like me, or at least that’s what I think.

From an early age, we were told stories with the moon as the protagonist of our thoughts and dreams.
A maternal feminine figure that unconsciously leads us back to our roots is the face of our lymphatic and sensory system; as we watch her, she appears welcoming and sincere. We can all see her by day and by night. Perhaps we find the answer to our turmoil outside our planet, but it is close to us.

This journey, like "2001: A Space Odyssey", is generative in understanding how small we are in the universe. Where is the evolution and progress of humanity? Are we not, in this new evolutionary era, like anthropoid apes in a second evolutionary phase, living in a state of pure survival without any understanding or significant use of technological tools, except to assert ourselves over others, underlining the brutal reality of nature and the fragility of life in this second evolutionary stage? Are we waiting for the monolithic catalyst for change or an alien life form that will bring us back to reason?

I believe that space travel is not what humans need. The nothingness, the void, the total silence is strong; it can lead to madness if you do not have the perception of what we really are, a cell of a system that cannot be broken. Why don't we identify ourselves as animals that lead their lives following the rules of their chain? Like in the journey A Dream Steem Travel: On The Road - No partner offers of On The Road - No partner offers, full of obstacles overcome thanks to ingenuity and solidarity, even our path can prove to be rich in teachings. What is this our superior thinking leading to, what, to our peers, are we manipulating ourselves for something that has no end other than the life cycle. A critical view, in Say NO to Animal Abuse by Beasts, further emphasizes this disconnection.
The distinction between humanity and nature leads us to reflect on ourselves as beings capable of rationality and self-awareness, detached from the animal kingdom, building complex societies and modifying the environment in our favor.