While JP is giving his journey to the stars Patreon supporters new perks (your name at the edge of space), and launching them toward the stars last weekend in July, many people around the world seek the peace that unlimited access to orbit would give to mama Earth, when millions would sail the seas of a vast ocean of starry nebulas, traveling from planet to planet, as wanderers among the ancient civilizations of the cosmos. Once JP gets us there (he’s one guy in his research lab and us, a few volunteer helpers), my spinships will transport our fragile beings to anywhere we choose to go. Come with us to the stars.
Published by L Paul Turner
I would lose myself in spinship economics, but for my plan to write fiction with Cle' Curbo. Sometimes I eat food, and sleep. I desire to see the human race mature to care for our mother earth, and wean ourselves to space for her sake. I love to experiment with my garden of earthly delightful plants. I grow heritage apple varieties. I strive to love all the people all the time, but I am not powerful enough to do so. End right side amygdala. Space alien! is like shouting "squirrel" to a dog. The left side of the amygdala is awakened. Care, dream, plan, do. All thinking and doing is by trial and error. 99 point 999 percent of all accomplishments are prep. Find something you like. Love comes later. View all posts by L Paul Turner