Let's back this up, straighten some things up, and clarify. (or try anyway)
Back up,
So, I'm refining this by the toke.....errrr, thought, so bare with me (let's shower all of this off).
Before I say anything I've already said, this wasn't to insult anyone or offend. Who cares if it's true. It's possible. That's all. God is possible, I totally acknowledge that. You have to go where your mind leads you. Mine goes wherever it wants, not where it was taught to go. I really enjoy letting it off leash. It sees things, and learns from those things it SEES. There's a lot of things it sees that don't make sense. It tries to figure those things out the best it can. This fantasy being an example.
Straighten up,
Or edit/waffle.
Okay, I'm too lazy to go back and read my thoughts from a week ago, but I think I have the gist of the "old" version that I wrote about.
Let's start new. Like I never said none of that other stuff before. Like let's go back in time one year.
I ask you this. How will life get off this planet?
I ask because it seems like an acceptable thing to say is that there's nothing permanent about anything on this planet. It's not sink or swim, it's evolve or go extinct. You've got to adapt, and we humans are the best at it right now. The thing is, you can't adapt to space. Not biologically as far as I'm concerned (in a practical sense). Maybe the simplest of organisms.........but not something as complex as a cockroach. It's not equipped. It's just not equipped to handle it, and there's no reasonable amount of logic that makes me believe that it'd be worth the effort to accommodate something so needy in terms of space travel. It makes no sense. Maybe some spores, they're pretty resilient I bet.............but not more complex organisms. They're not worth the weight.
In my eyes, life will only get off the planet on the back of a machine. Who's exploring space right now? A machine. Yeah, we're out there playing on the space stations, but that's nothing compared to the rover on mars. Surviving on our simple programming and machinery. It's so cool.

There is life on Mars. Duh! We sent it there!
Ask yourself this. Would you love it if your great, great, great, great.....grand children were able to survive the inevitable earth destroying meteor? the sun fizzling out? the exhaustion of resources? by getting off this planet and inhabiting another more stable one/having the ability to do it when needed? To expand their presence in the galaxy? I observe other animals do that (in a more global sense, but it would only make sense it would be the same on a universal/galactal level). It's all about getting mowed down, and starting over from scratch, as a simple personal observation, anyway.
Why do we always look to the sky? It seems pretty universal among man kind that he is curious about it. He always seems to think some god lives among it. It's weird how programmed he is to think there's something higher up than himself out in space. Something "god like", or god himself. It doesn't really matter where man evolved from, he always seems to come up with some theory that out there in space, there's something he needs to please..........something he's working for.......something he's constantly subconsciously trying to replicate. The most powerful, omnipotent being ever conceived.
We're going to make it! It's going to be amazing!
We have to, or we lose it all.
Imagine, a being that knows every email you've ever written, every photo of you ever taken, every nuance of every little possible thing anything could ever know about YOU! The text messages, the phone conversations, etc, etc. A library of knowledge about YOU! Every electronic detail of every moment of your life is known to that being, along with everything else, ever known by any man brave enough to write it down! and it knows it like you know the colour orange. It could predict every movement you'd make based on everything it knew about you. It would be the closest thing to a god I can think of.
This is just some random quote I'm gonna throw in for fun. Best said by Iggy Pop, "TRUE! — nervous — very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses — not destroyed — not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Harken! and observe how healthily — how calmly I can tell you the whole story."
Back at it,
So the new story is this.
Some kind of god dropped off the slime mold. The slime mold is merely a program for life. Mechanical life isn't possible without the help of biological life, and to the same extent, biological life cannot handle the rigors of space travel without some type of host to get it out there. The example that nothing is permanent.....the example that most things are trying to expand their range. The program would never be the same, but it would end up with the same result of a machine with a conglomeration of all the known biological life that had created it. All of the dna, mannerisms, EVERYTHING! It's amazing! If you can't tell I'm enjoying thinking about it!
Here's the thing!!!
It could easily reproduce us!!!
Would it? It seems stupid, but we programmed it.......maybe.
That thing could be time in a bottle. A recording of all of us in the digital age.
Maybe that's why we're so driven to explore and know more. It's just programmed in us.
We're not the first. Nature doesn't do "just one of" anything from what I've seen.
It almost seems to me like our purpose is to build this thing now. Not that we'll build it (I'd imagine it'd build itself), just that we'll be the catalyst to get it built.
Who knows where it would go into the universe, but it could easily drop the program (slime mold) off at prime locations it came across assuring that its kind, and our kind would survive! That's what nature does! It's not possible without a machine!
So, with your $100 contribution we can do it! Who's with me!?!?!?! Just kidding
All just for fun, I'm unemployed, a lot buzzed on beer and the aforementioned, and get over it. You've heard way worse than this!