Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy
Someday, for sure, I shall need this guide
For the galaxy is a hundred thousand light years wide.
I shall evolve using bio engineering and AI
To take my rightful place in the sky.
Oh, wait, the sky is an illusion, but not me
I am a solid carbon-based entity.
But that is exactly the reason, you see,
That I am unable to cross the galaxy.
My brain can possibly expand, grow,
For I use only 5 percent of it now.
But can I myself handle the reality
Of starfields stretching to infinity?
My mind is frightened of what lies beyond
The reach of my science, the grasp of my hand.
Perhaps all our minds need to meet and merge
And then a new human wave can surge
Outward into space.