Who said that man couldn’t fly? I see him, there!, sitting in a tube, the tube resting on the winds, held up by the most miniscule of molecules bouncing along its underbelly. Molecules being held up by molecules. And this tube, revolves around a sphere, or something near there the most accurate of bar stool scientist will tell you. around and around it goes, barely touching the sphere’s surface. All the while this sphere, hurls itself in the most elliptical of ellipses, at speeds unimaginable, all the while spinning frantically. Pushing its way through an abyss of nothingness. It takes every ounce of strength for the mountains to hold on.
Man has always been a flyer. Man has always been a space traveller.