User talk:Joe in Texas

After seeing it work and undrstasnding how an why it worked he was able then to go on and contunuie to the day over two years later that he had stopped,,totaLLy stumped at a loss at what to even think about doing next.Then one evening he saw how things could be and work together,to contunuie building,So he went back to building it,the thing,,and when he stopped the next time,he thought it would be short,a matter of days before he could contunuie, but that didn't happen and he decided to study it from every new out of the way,,out of the box way and just overload everything in data and when he saw something he could use he would use it.This never happened a;llthough one evening he deleted four years of work and saw,that evening what the next step was, And he was correct this time,and he knew before testing it would work and when the scale went to zero from 300 pounds to zero,he knew insttivly he was half of the way there, Using the scientefic method he built another exactally like the first one and it worked exactally the same so by then he knew it was repeatable,,,,still the next time he built a bigger better on and it worked too,but still like the first one,,it got me half way there and that waws that,When he was 66 years old he felt that this was the reason he had been born,,to build this Machine.Everything he had learned up untill now,was to be challenged,,for he had no plans,,,no schematic,,no ide nor glimmer of an idea in his head of how to do it.Insted he had just built with COTS stuff,,,the COTS came from a internet d/load that showed NASA being discharged,disgraced pushed away from the table and scorned,and from now on it seemed that America would use COTS or Currently what is On The Shelf,,,so that is how he built it and built it day after day still no idea what it might or could do,no reason to think one way or another,,just to simply build it.When the scale went to zero this last time the balance had ben holding five tons.This was his third Machine.If he ever thought he was having troubles before,,,when he couldn't make two words together make ANY knd of sense,,all this was nothin compared to the troubles he had when the mony started rolling in Summertime and the living is easy.

The nearest tower rose three hundred feet above the Texas soil,,the next tower he knew to be five hundred feet high then seven then ten thousand the widest a most massive ,rounded at top to fit the saddle of steel that rode atop the towers all seven of them when finished would support the Bow,,,this was the mos massive bow and arrow visioned much less constructed at a twenty four hour,round the clock schedule,Other buildings were in different phases of construction the entire place though looking to be a movie set way way over budget for star wars,,,the whole mad comple of a hundred and ten acers was being built by codes that held four levels of inspection before every step.

The Arrow was surpriseing,as he had a meter and a haf of space to turn into four wasls and by going up or down he could have four more up or down or in the middle.There was really quite a bit needed on his the human interface of the thing,cameras to monitor faithfully,,forgetting for a moment the other twenty fove. the Solenoid,he had taken to calling it,,rested on the stern just above the rocket,the Solenoid had erased four and a half ttons from the rocket launch,,,the bow and arroe were necessary for the Solenoid,,there were gyro used in opossing faces to enable the antenna of the machine.After he had perfected it,no not perfected,after he had stopped working on it and left what he had found for others to modify,interface to and from,,radio waves seemed to apply to the machine and it was some of the twenty five that came up with the time-lag remedy in radio and video.This in itself was remarkable and moreso when the small team of four people who had done the whole thing,,,asked not to be recognised but instead they wished to be considered for Mars.So all four of them were mostly stopped now as they had been in intensive training for Mars.What that training was,,,he had been ub-able,,with all of his network of spies,spying on the spies,,,untill it seemed there was a spiritual element to the training. I left it alone,,,,,,but four of my people,,,,was their God my God? Did it matter?,Inside of him responded with'hell yes i guess'...but there was just simply too maany things to waatch and correct,spped up stop slow down,,alternate routs,replacements,rigging in ways the Big Ble Marble had never thought of.I supposed that the oxygen content of my suit might have been abnormal but readings indicated otherwise,,,the four medecines he took daily had not changed in three decades and nothing new ever except the hot coffee with lots of sugasr.This was his only crutch and only pusher,,the Arrow carried enough freeze dryed coffe to supply a mess hall of three hundred for a month along with the granulated sugar, I had fought them on this untill I finaly gave up,common sense making me replace the granulated with a very white powdery almost crystaline form brittle flakey and as pourfull in much smaller amount to the real thing ,,granulated sugar.For his almost expresso strong cup after cup now it was squeeze bottle after squeeze bottle.The whole thing had turned into a runaway joke and it caught the news media on a no-other-news-of-interest-day,,so they had stacked the coffee into a pile with apicture of me standing beside it and even then i was only slightly embarassed,frowning after being pulled aburtly from the lab where I had left all my thoughts on a sample resting beneath the electron microscope,,nor did the photograph show the hurry I was end because of the days that would not stop comeing,,dawn after dawn and still on Eart.My spirit I felt belonged to the solar system and in my self-allowed fantansy allowed me to cover a small crater on Mars oh Mars,,set up a sprinkling to the roof no a mist,,and try different soil additives untill i gre a tomato or a potato,,not in my lifetime I thought.bUT HOW MANY TIMES HAD i BEEN WRONG ABOUT THIS TOO> aN OLD SAYING i COULD NOT GET RIGHT IN MY HEAD SOMETHING ABOUT THE SOIL,,NOW IT HAD ESCAPED ME COMPLETLY,,SOMETHING OLd,DEPRESSION ERA,perhaps my Grandfather or my alchoolic uncle who plowed over an acer every year agrew the truck gsarden he called it...perhaps he traded it for whisky ,,how else could he stay drunk three to five days in a row? Even I after vietnam at the best of my drinking days could not do as Red hadone a fifth then another and another,,when he slipped after skidding on the drck of the tugboat in his Acme short top cowboy boots,,the hard edge of the heel bringing him down to the deck crushing a pint in his back pocket,,,then standing an pulling the other one un-opened from his other back pocket and looking at it sadly,,he ws reported as saying,,'I don't need thiun without the other one and throwing the full pint of Pld Crow overboard,,,the man would literally give the shirt off his back if you met his requirements.standards,or whatever it was in his head that made him have respect for another human being,,If he wished then you were his friend.I never was and never able to even come close.From the day of my birth onward until i had went to nam and come back,,not growing up much at all but gathering information as fast as i could catagorise and assemble data,,,allthough it wasn't a very popular thing back then when the lesson was"""always look down at the work you are doing,when you look up.be looking for the next and the next thing to do..then doit without thinking about it for the same in afistfight if you thought of it more than one time thin you would not throw that same punch,,or act in that same way.The way you would have acted had you not ruined it with thinking about it.I don't know if I learned this from Faulkner or Hemmingway or if I had always known it....the same as trying to figure out a woeman,,,it wasn't worth the wasted time.to allow such to take up residence insid your head,,it took you away from the important stuff,like the fishing and the hunting,the trailing and the sheer enjoyment of walking over the next rise or thru the next forrest .Or go the Moon.Or go to Mars.The important stuff of life.I knew that the machine,the Solenoid had to be built and it must be brought public immediatly upon completion.I knew that nuch,But when they started throwing the mony at me I paniced,went and hid in the Louisiana swamp that is,,,aste up by mosquitos I came out after about sixty one days to be exact.I rented an air conditioned room in Jonesville Louisiana and then the next morning bought a ticket to Ne Orleans.When igot off the buss I hired a taxi to take me to the boat landing,,as there was a dredgeboat in the channel,,,I dont remember being a deckhand for very long yy interest in running the crane barge was impossible to put aside so I did this and the Mate thing I did that and had three deckhands that followed me around so I taught them the things I had been taught to splice cable and rope,to hook an anchor,to connect the flowline,hoto get at least one of the bottom bolts.

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Yesterday they had started and this morning the ceramic turbine blades rotated slowly fo a time then a bit faster until a blur then that temperature change that could be felt on the outside of the suit. Meteorite mining was not all it was cut out to be,,,the fines were the problem so,so, much smaller than Earth/s.Obviously the dust that made up the surface of mars was covered in these fines,The suction hose one meter circumference,lowered gently to the crater floor,,,there would be dust o almost a meter,then you un-coupled and removed the larger rocks with grapples.The grapnels were built of fifteen curved half circles to make a closed sphere,,,there was rock below,,debris to others ,,but rock always rock,except,glass he hoped this time. Despite his training he could not resist examining everything that came up with the fist,,the name he had given the globe,,martian glass was fascinating and highly prized.Unfortunately for others the fractured glass found was none reproducible,simply because of its diversity.He had a tarp,,a new field blanket portable lab,,thingy,,a two meter square blanket that allowed itself to change color with the push of a button,,five colors,,only white and black were the ones he had used,setting the fist a foot above the tarp he slowly emptied it the small and large of it ,the first of three scoops,there was that much down there,although the third scoop was the smallest it usually held the most interesting whatsoever.No, no fossils,,the lab designers had known this and the other two tarps descended in size to the last being one meter square. The sample bags were sitting beside in a yet unopened to Mars non-atmosphere,and always never ending fines. — Preceding unsigned comment added by 66.220.140.127 (talk) 18:01, 29 April 2012 (UTC)

Bold text it.Afterward it was decided to halt all tunneling until a cap was built for each end of the seventeen mile long moon.Several,,on the order of twenty or so wells were drilled a mile deep at different angles,All these wells met at a single point,then cemented with rebar and the special cement mix,Plu,,I finally remembered the name of it.Water was the activator but a gallon of water would do a thousand square yards of this stuff,Plug was the naeme-brand of the cement I had used on Luna Mars and then Phobos,,the stuff was incededable, ,,the two points were connected through Phobos with a meter thick cable containing quite a high concentration of tungsten-cobalt alloys,strengthened this almost above belief. --- As I had expected Mars was loaded with precious metals,,in fact there was easily enough just on the surface alon,,without having to scar the Martian beauty,,to flood the Eart market,Which I promptly began to do,Mineing on Luna was also a big buisness.I either owned or had helped the people who did own these plants,Money proved to be the universal solvent,,alwaws in demand,,nevver enough,so I kept it comeing in.Joy of cours,,would naturally,,If you asked Her,,would take full credit for our financial state. The Forges I had set up on Luna Base,,produced material from the Moon and also from Mars.I was waiting on my always brilliant enviromentalist Sally Ann Leland..and her word on Mars atmosphere impact from Iron Moly Smelter fumes.Meanwhile the guys pn Phobos with little advertisment or mention were using nucular fusion controlled by inverters,,,vastly changed from the simple,,,pick up a million pounds and move it anywhere,,model that I had built a Lifetime,,no,,not even a full Year yet but getting there. ---