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[_] I'm feeling it, /f/ Anonymous 06/03/15(Wed)00:10 No.2800109
It doesn't feel good.
Marked for deletion (old).
>> [_] Anonymous 06/03/15(Wed)00:20 No.2800122
>>2800109
mmmmmmmmmm aaaahhhhhhhhhhhh
>> [_] Anonymous 06/03/15(Wed)00:21 No.2800123
>>2800122
mmmmmmmmm duuuubbbbbbbbbs
>> [_] Anonymous 06/03/15(Wed)00:34 No.2800130
>>2800123
lol
>> [_] Anonymous 06/03/15(Wed)01:00 No.2800154
>>2800122
>>2800123
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm cccccchhhhhhhaaaaiiiiiinnnnnnsssss
>> [_] Anonymous 06/03/15(Wed)02:47 No.2800236
This is the antithesis of comfy
>> [_] Anonymous 06/03/15(Wed)03:33 No.2800270
>>2800109
Its just drifting...
drifting....
all alone...
Its not even alive but I feel for it.
also, song sauce?
>> [_] Anonymous 06/03/15(Wed)04:06 No.2800299
>>2800270
maybe one day someone will find it and look for its creators.
>> [_] Anonymous 06/03/15(Wed)04:10 No.2800302
>>2800270
found something interesting:
Voyager 1 and 2 both carry with them a 12-inch golden phonograph record that contains pictures
and sounds of Earth along with symbolic directions on the cover for playing the record and data
detailing the location of our planet.[12] The record is intended as a combination of a time
capsule and an interstellar message to any civilization, alien or far-future human that may
recover either of the Voyager craft.
There has to be someone out there to find it...r-right? Don't crush my dreams and tell me we are
the only ones in this vast and lonely expanse of void.
>> [_] Anonymous 06/03/15(Wed)04:15 No.2800305
>>2800302
it's okay anon, it's selfish to think we're the only beings out here.
We're just...young.
Others millions/billions of years away have already burnt out.
We have no chance of meeting: but others are/have been out there.
>> [_] Anonymous 06/03/15(Wed)04:22 No.2800311
>>2800302
If it is found the disks will be blank from repeated strikes from nano sized particles thus
rendering them inoperable.
>> [_] Anonymous 06/03/15(Wed)04:30 No.2800318
>>2800236
I actually think it's quite comfy. Imagine, having done everything you could be expected to do
and having nothing left but to gently drift along, staring at the stars.
