Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking together in the same direction.

  Antoine de Saint-Exupery

 

 

Captain/s Log Supplemental:  “In Search of the Saguaros”

 
 

Stardate: 1127.06

 

As I slowly lowered my phaser, I was approached by the largest of the group  (I later learned that his name was All Points.), and was surprised when he raised his arms in praise!

 

I assumed that the group of Saguarotonians had mistaken me for one of their gods.    I soon discovered, however, that the “Saguaros”, as they called themselves, were in a constant state of awe and wonder.  They would, in a typical state, raise their arms upwards in gratitude toward their creator for the gift of “Life and Awareness”.

 

 

Much to my surprise and no small discomfort All Points approached and embraced me.  Despite the prickly sensations all over my body the experience was one of peace and genuine love. A soft gentle voice entered my mind saying, simply, “You are welcome to our home.”

 

After I had thanked him for his kindness, All Points invited me to accompany him so that he could introduce me to the rest of  the “Saguaros”. I had arrived at an auspicious moment.  The birth of a new offspring had just take place and the entire population had gathered to congratulate the proud parents.  Consequently, as I made my way in the direction All Points had indicated, all greeted me with open arms and gentle embraces. 

 

 (Note to Starfleet:  Kevlar clothing is recommended attire for future visitors to the Saguarotonians.)

 

TO BE CONTINUED…

 

Fry Out.

 

Amy Tan:

I am like a falling star who has finally found her place next to another in a lovely constellation, where we will sparkle in the heavens forever.

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Tuesday, November 28, 2006

We do not see things as they are. We see them as we are.–The Talmud

 

 

Captain’s Log

Stardate: 1127.06

An Away Team composed of me, myself and I went in search of new life forms.  Leaving Cmdr. Lucky and Lt. Stitch in command of the Anaglyph I proceeded to the surface in hopes of finding the elusive Saguarotonians.

According to texts written by the ancient Parkling culture, the Saguarotonian’s once inhabited vast swaths of land somewhere in the Tucson sector (OVIS)* of the Arizona quadrant.  My mission was to search out any remaining “Saguaros” and chronicle what was left, if anything, of their way of life.

Once on the surface, I made multiple scans using my tricorder but with negative results.  After 24 hours of searching I concluded that the Saguarotonians had quietly and anonymously vanished from the universe and into the mists of time.

I made my way back to Orion where I would rest before returning to the Anaglyph.

I had been asleep for approximately 30 minutes when onboard sensors, detecting anomalous readings sounded the intruder alert. After turning off the alarms I could hear something scratching at the hull of the Orion like  thousands of needles snowboarding on a slate blackboard.  I set my phaser to stun and exited the Orion not knowing if I would ever see my crew and the Anaglyph again.  As I closed the airlock and turned to face my future I froze. There, in front of me, as far as the eye can see and in all directions was what I had been searching for; the ancient and graceful “Saguaros”

 

 

 

 

 

  To be continued…

* Once a Vast Inland Sea

People travel to wonder at the height of the mountains, at the huge waves of the seas, at the long course of the rivers, at the vast compass of the ocean, at the circular motion of the stars, and yet they pass by themselves without wondering. –Augustine

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Friday, November 24, 2006

It all depends on how we look at things, and not how they are in themselves.

Carl G. Jung  

 

 

Stardate:  1124.06

Mission Report

Science expedition Stardate 1123.6

                                                                    FINAL REPORT CONCERNING

                                                       MUMMIFIED REMAINS OF ANCIENT LIFEFORM

                                                                    Supplemental Findings

                                                               Submitting officer

                                                                      COMMANDER LUCKY

SCIENCE OFFICER USS ANAGLYPH

To: Chief Biologist Admiral Dunshee

CC: Starfleet Anthropologist Lt. Commander Denton

 

Stardate 1124.6Lt.

 

 Stitch and I beamed to the planets surface to investigate anomalous readings received in sector 12 of the Tucson quadrant.   Initial sensor readings indicated an additional burial site located 20.065 meters from our original excavation. Upon further investigation we recovered two more specimens.Tri-corder readings indicated the age of the remains is roughly 2.3 billion years.

The cause of death appears to have been the result of a small but intense meteor shower.

 We continue to be mystified by our findings but have prepared an initial hypotheses as follows: Again; Searching Starfleet records I found a reference to an ancient race of people known as “Teletubbyians” of which there were four distinct sub species.  

  1. Popopidopians (Poo-poo-pee-du-pee-ans)
  2. Lalalians
  3. Tinkywinkydinkians
  4. Dipsyshitsionians

  Lt. Stitch and I agree that this specimen is more than likely a member of the sub species “Lala” as it shows no features that are normally associated with the other four classes and has the distinctive “curled” reproductive organ normally associated with the Lalaians.   

I am submitting these images to Starfleet for further analysis:

 

 Cmdr. Lucky preforms intitial sensor readings.

Lt. Stitch takes arial suvey of burial site.

 

 

 Complete burial site.

 

Possible runes found on guidance mechanism.

  False color enhancement of “fin”.

 

  cause of death; small meteor shower

                                                 Possible communications device.

Respectfully submitted

                                                                          Commander P.D. Lucky

Chief Science Officer

USS Anaglyph

 

The simplest questions are the most profound. Where were you born? Where is your home? Where are you going? What are you doing? Think about these once in a while and watch your answers change.
Richard Bach

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Saturday, November 18, 2006

From Starfleet Archives : 21 Century Space Exploration

Mars rover may get one-way ticket!

 
By Paul Rincon
Science reporter, BBC News

 

The chief scientist on Nasa’s Mars rover mission is contemplating whether to send Opportunity into a large crater with no means of getting back out. 

 


 

The Opportunity rover was pictured at the edge of the crater

 

 Nasa Scientist, Steve Squyers said; “I don’t want to go into this crater until we’ve either found a way out or sort of convinced ourselves that there probably isn’t one. In other words, I want to go in with knowledge of the consequences. “But even if we find there’s no way out, we’ll probably go in anyway, because there’s just so much to be gained.

 

 

The Opportunity rover communicates with NASA

Scientists after it recieves commands to proceed on

a possible one way trip into Victoria crater.

 

 

Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.
William Congreve

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Thursday, November 16, 2006

When you look at the stars and the galaxy, you feel that you are not just from any particular piece of land, but from the solar system.

                                                              Kalpana Chawla

 

 

Priority Message

Security Clearance Alpha 1

 

Commanding Science Officer

Starfleet Command

Admiral Dunshee

 

 Suggest further research.

Your specimens are possibly of an androgynous species.  Camouflage?  Or skin lesions leading to untimely death. Your ship may have been exposed to alien pathogens.  Decontamination of Anaglyph is suggested.

Symptoms manifested differently in primary subject.

 

( May not have been highborn, could have been of servant class.  Some cultures buried servants, pets etc to aid in their journey to the afterlife.)

 

Will pass your report on to Starfleet Anthropologist Lt. Commander Denton for further analysis.

 

Post further reports via this channel

Security Clearance Beta Zed.

 

Admiral Dunshee

Out.

 

The most difficult thing in the world is to know how to do a thing and to watch someone else doing it wrong, without commenting.
T. H. White

 

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Tuesday, November 14, 2006

A subtle thought that is in error may yet give rise to fruitful inquiry that can establish truths of great value.

                                                                                    Isaac Asimov 

                                          

  Stardate:  1113.06

Mission Report

Science expedition Stardate 1112.6

FINAL REPORT CONCERNING

 MUMMIFIED REMAINS OF ANCIENT LIFEFORM

Submitting officer

 COMMANDER LUCKY


                                               SCIENCE OFFICER USS ANAGLYPH 

 

On Stardate 1111.6 Lt. Stitch and I beamed to the planets surface to investigate anomalous readings received in sector 12 of the Tucson quadrant.

 

 Initial sensor readings indicated nothing amiss. Upon further investigation however, I came upon the mummified remains of an ancient life form (fig.1)& (Fig.1a). 

 

 I have made an initial analysis of the remains and have formulated the following hypothesis:

 

 The individual interred in this burial site was obviously someone of high social status as we found the remains of what appears to be a form of limbless canine (fig. 2) buried along with the “mummy”.

 

Searching Starfleet records I found a reference to an ancient race of people known as “Raggdollians” of which there were two sub species of the family “Ann-andyuns”. Lt. Stitch and I agree that this specimen is more than likely a member of the sub species “Ann” as it shows no features that are normally associated with the “Andy-un” class.  This is not conclusive as the only way to identify the differences is by their attire.Our analysis was hindered in this respect as this specimen was buried naked.

 

 

I am submitting these images to Starfleet for further analysis.

 

 

 
 
 

Respectfully submitted

Commander P.D. Lucky

Science Officer

                                                                                         USS Anaglyph

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Saturday, November 11, 2006

We’d better get back, ’cause it’ll be dark soon, and they mostly come at night… mostly.

From the movie Aliens 

Captain’s Log:

Stardate 1111.06


 I have dispatched an Away team to the surface to investigate reports I have received that the Borg have infected this Sector. Cmdr. Lucky, our science officer and Lt. Stitch our first class navigator beamed down to the planet at oh nine hundred this morning.Their mission was to scan the area for any signs of the Borg Hive. Upon their return to the Anaglyph Cmdr. Lucky reported that she had not found any trace of our nemesis the Borg.  However she reported having found a spoon. 

 

 

Initial Scan of landing site initiated at 09:15 hours.

 

Lt. Stitch interrogates one of the Pod People.

 

Cmdr. Lucky sounds Red Alert due to possible Borg

lifeform in sector.

A Nose Meld is preformed on one of the Pod People

however no indication of contact with the Borg was

found.

 

Cmdr. Lucky reports back to the Anaglyph

that no sign of the Borg could be found on the

surface of the planet.

Science Officer Lucky signals the Anaglyh to

Beam two aboard.

 

Fry out.

 

I couldn’t help but say to Mr. Gorbachev; just think how easy his task,

and mine, might be in these meetings if suddenly there was a threat to

this world from another planet. We’d find out once and for all that we

                                                       really are all human beings together on this earth.
                                                                                Ronald Reagan

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Tuesday, November 7, 2006

There is a great satisfaction in building good tools for other people to use.

                                                                                                      Freeman Dyson

 

Captain’s Log
Stardate  1107.06 We have been engaged for the last 2 weeks testing the new EVA (Extra Vehicular Activity) equipment designed for the quadrupedal beings we have on board.After initial testing was completed an Away Team consisting of Smee, myself, Science Officer Lucky and First Class Navigator Stitch donned the equipment and made our way to the airlock.

Once we had egressed the Anaglyph we proceeded to explore the planet below.

 

 

Cmdr. Lucky leads the team making sensor readings as we progress.

 

 

 

  

Number Two (Smee) and Lt. Stitch working out the details of the Buddy System.

 

 

 

  

Lt. Stitch waits for Number Two to examine some Flora.

 

 

 

 

                                                              Cmdr. Lucky Finds a Worm Hole. 

 

All things considered the test was successful and we will begin utilizing the new EVA equipment to assist our four legged crew members to safely access more exploratory data. 

Fry Out

 

             “There is, incidentally, no way of talking about cats that enables one to come off as a sane person.”
                                                                                                                                           - Dan Greenberg

 

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Monday, November 6, 2006

To himself everyone is immortal; he may know that he is going to die, but he can never know that he is dead.

                                                                    Samuel Butler

 

Captain’s Log
 Stardate 1106.06 Smee has returned from shore leave and we once again have a full crew.An away team composed of Smee, myself, and Ambassador O’Brien beamed down to the Planet to observe the annual ritual of the Day of the Dead. 

This bizarre celebration takes place on the same day each cycle of the planet’s orbit around it’s star.  The inhabitants attire themselves in costumes representing their dead brethren and wind their way through their villages.

  

A large container holding prayers is in the middle of the line of participants.  At the end of their pilgrimage the container is set afire and lifted above the heads of the revelers.

 

   

I found it strangely moving.

 

  Smee and I will be taking the Orien to rendezvous with a commission of representatives for this sector who oversee parts of the environment set aside for the population to enjoy with no fear of development.  They are called the Western National Parks Association. 

Fry Out.

Death is a very dull, dreary affair, and my advice to you is to have nothing whatsoever to do with it.
W. Somerset Maugham

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Thursday, November 2, 2006

One’s destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things.

–Henry Miller

Captain’s Log

Stardate 1101.06

The Anaglyph is still in orbit around the Tucson Quadrant. We have finished our exploration of the planet Tombstone and will proceed to the planet Saguaro after we have given our report on Tombstone to Starfleet.

I was interested in the various means by which the Tombstonians traveled from point to point. For the most part they employed the help of quadrupeds to go from point to point.

However there was one method of locomotion that I found particularly fascinating.

I imagine that this form of travel would tire one’s arm very soon.

Fry Out.

 

Of course life is bizarre, the more bizarre it gets, the more interesting it is. The only way to approach it is to make yourself some popcorn and enjoy the show.
David Gerrold

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