As I peer into the night sky,
the moon and stars speak to me.
Until an ad passed by.
Now your brand is all I see.
Why? Words fill my every waking moment,
must they fill my nights as well.
The stars do not need an opponent.
Do you really need all 24 hours to sell?
Leave me the stars.
Let them be.
You have the internet, other media sources, t.v.’s in bars.
Can I not have the moon? Let it be free?
I don’t want cubesats.
I don’t want manmade constellations.
My brain is already a hazmat.
I need less sensation.
Why is “the commercialization of space inevitable”?
Leave me the stars.
The moon and stars are pleasurable.
They are beautiful. I can talk to them or scream to Mars.
Leave me the stars.
Inspired by Startrocket. I know very little about Starrocket other than what I read on futurism.com. The disco ball that was launched into space was only visible for a few seconds. This concept might be the same. Quote is from same futurism.com article. https://futurism.com/startrocket-giant-ads-night-sky-cubesats
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