MARTIAN DIARIES December 1927

Marcus had seen the most brilliant sunsets on Mars. The deep purples and reddish hues were a sight to behold. Many of these moments were captured on his MemCam to be gaily uploaded once he was back in his apartment on Earth. As the rocket propelled him off the Martian surface with many of his cohorts his mind filled with the memories of those times. Working in the mines on Mars was far from glamourous, yet seeing the large machinery, the rivets holding these monstrous artforms in all their glory, was a testament to the greatest of human achievement. All that humanity had hoped for was realised in a future that was both past and present. The miners would say to each other, let the mine come to you, as they sang joyously to the radio songs broadcast from Earth. The crackling static of radio communications gave joy and gaiety to all who heard these crystalline sounds on the surface of Mars. 

When the day’s work was complete, the inspection of machinery itemised and any pressing issues reported and actioned, the jolly crew of martian miners would watch the sunset and break into song:

OUR MARTIAN LAND

SO FAR FROM HOME

TIS YEE OUR HEARTS NOW LIE

OUR SORROWS ARE NOW BURIED

IN MARTIAN SOILS

SO WEEP NO MORE

AND SING WITH JOY

THE FUTURE IS OURS

AND IN THE GRASP

OF ALL WHO TOILS

WITH PRAISE OUR COMPANY

PROFITS RAISED

AND GREATNESS SO MANY

THE FUTURE IS BRIGHTER STILL

DON’T LET THE DISTANCE

FROM OUR HOME

LET YOU FOR A MOMENT FORGET

THAT HUMAN GRACE

KNOWS NO OTHER PLACE

THEN THAN MARTIAN SPOILS!!!

Marcus was soon home on Earth and as soon as he was home his MemCam instantly uploaded his photographs from his Martian stay and he watched as the photographs projected onto his walls. The future it seemed was slipping into the past, yet what adventures lay ahead still? As he got into his bed he wondered what lay ahead and in a moment was in a sleep filled with dreams privy to the glory of Mars and all it offered to humanity.