Doalm Koals: Secrecy.

Log 1: Nov 26, 2214

Saturday

It starts tomorrow. All the waiting, approvals, testing, is done. At least the teams of people at NASADTM have finished up. I figure that if I am going to go hop-scotching around the galaxy I'd better write a few things down, in case this doesn't go as planned and someone finds my dried out remains stuck in a shiny tube.

I'm up here on the cold side of Mars, I don't think there is a warm side, but we call it the cold side. I'm about to go where only small animals and robots have gone before. I'm going to G-Jump to another system tomorrow. It's crazy I know. My parents think I am out here testing robotic delivery vehicles.

Everything we do here is run by the government, or military. There isn't a really a difference anymore. The resources being used here could feed billions of people, but to what end? For more and more people to grow up on a tainted, dying planet ?

You could say our mission is big, something like Genesis - from that old Star Trek movie, or from the bible. Not much has changed in hundreds of years. People are still trying to have families and provide for them, but it's a mess. But I like to look at the positive side of things. I'm an optimist.

I beat out Sparks for this mission only because I am all human, and he has the GI implant. I told him he shouldn't have done it a few years ago. It helped him, but on this mission they wanted someone all human. No FB parts. We call them F.B.'s short for Foreign Bodies, as the A.I.'s got sensitive with Cy's or Cyborgs. If you go the FB route there are definite advantages: the test scores go off the charts. But they are only as good as the code, so beating them is fucking bullshit, everyone knows it. So no FB's on the mission.

Yeah, I was military. Went through the academy. Did three tours: Africa, Australia, and Iceland. No one thought Iceland would be so bad, but I can tell you it went bad before I got there. Africa was my first, standard detain and hold. The run on Australia was cold. Why would anyone want that ice bucket I have no idea. I know space is cold, but Australia was just incredibly cold. You could feel the ice moving closer every day. We all made it out though. That was not the case in Iceland though. Anyway after a slew of special ops I was asked to move to this program, and here I am, waiting until tomorrow where [when?] it all starts.

I don't think of myself as a hero, I'm just the person going to visit planets and look for stuff. We have sent robots, and probes, but there comes a time when you need to send people out there. Some people think this is all being run by the corporations after resources, and others think it's all government stuff. Isn't it the same thing? People want stuff, people need to eat and want to provide for their kids, or have kids. So isn't that all the same?

Sure part of the planet still lives in the stone age, but that's not because of anything the dev-corps did. Parts of the world are still trying to live like it's the 21rst century, or the 18th, or hell back in year 0. What I can tell you is that if you don't go along with what the big governments wants, you either step back in line quick or they will blast you back into the year zero, and you'll wish you'd given them what they wanted or made a deal.

I'm not too worried, anyway. They've been making G-Jumps for years now. They've sent everything through to the other side, including the kitchen sink. They just need someone to go through and put it all together. I've signed on for 6 missions. I do feel special that I've been chosen. It should help later on in my career when I settle down, and do something else. I should have a great chance of being able to raise a family, maybe even have 2 kids. Wouldn't that be amazing.

But for now, it's time to stay focused. Do the mission, complete the jump and come back in one piece, alive. It'll be over before I know it. If I did get cold feet they would probably just put me under early and I would wake up on the other end of the solar system. Then what would I do?

Either way I 'm here now, and it starts tomorrow.

Beeks.