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January 13 - January 18, 2019
it remains a blank, impenetrable wall of total darkness. And yet—David Bowman had once cried: “My God! It’s full of stars!”
“I always hoped Carl Sagan would be right, and there’d be life on Jupiter.”
…and because, in all the Galaxy, they had found nothing more precious than Mind, they encouraged its dawning everywhere. They became farmers in the fields of stars; they sowed, and sometimes they reaped. And sometimes, dispassionately, they had to weed.