If you want to take the action of what we can do for your present future in discussion for Asgardia Space Nation, let make it a reality at one step at a time with structure plans. I would like to share my platform as Parliament candidacy and please do give me a feedback on what you would like to see happen in Asgardia community and we as the Asgardia community can have the deep discussion in the Discord anytime! Here is the link of my platform: asgardia.space/elections/parliamentary-by-elections/candidates/31?ref=736798 If you want to chat with me - I am at Discord as @Raynj with any questions via General or Asgardia Chat.

To all those seeking more out of this great digital space, you must explore Asgardia’s newest asset… it’s a great place to start connecting with friends and loved ones of Asgardia through videos and live broadcasts. Content creators will love it and entertainment seeker will too! I myself have been playing around on there and have created my own channel as well, where I will focus on music, meditation and multimedia for fellow freethinkers like myself! Please take a moment to follow this great new adventure! To the creators, we thank you! https://asgardiatv.com/channel/WPGrimaldi

This will be my first post, and as this is my first post here, I thought I would share with you my first memory of my own investigation to try to understand who I am, why I am here, and the questions around life the universe and everything. I remember it was night, and I was lying on my back on the wild lawn in the darkness, just outside of the pool of light from the A-framed house my dad built with his own hands on a stretch of African soil next to a smallish mountain, looking up at the billions of stars whispering in the night. From inside the house floated the sound of my mother playing piano and I was wondering if I may not just be a dog, having a dream that it is a human. Dogs were part of my frame of reference as my parents are animal lovers and we always had an assortment of dogs, cats, chickens, sheep, ducks and I remember a cow being part of the family picture as well. There were short-stay creatures such as a black talking crow and a white crested eagle my mother somehow became the caretaker of, until they chose to return to the wild which were not very far away, there at the foot of the Magalliesburg Mountains. "No," I then thought, looking at the dome of stars, "I think I might be a tiny creature inside a giant's snow globe, sitting on an enormous shelf in a gigantic giant house. " I paraphrase of course. There is no way I remember the precise thought, I must have been nine or ten, as that was when those mountains were the backdrop of my life. But I do remember the train of thought, as then my heart ached because of my inability to create such beautiful music as my mother - she tried to teach me to play - but it just didn't take. And now, as I am here, I am convinced I can still experience that same feeling of awe as I closed my eyes and surrendered to the sound, as the music folded around me with the warm summer-night air of the South-African high veldt. And I thought "Imagine, I couldn't hear this .." Imagine, no-one in the world could hear, the evocative beauty of music would have no meaning - if no-one could see, the passion embedded in each work of art would go unnoticed. And then I opened my eyes and looked up at the stars, and as I was engulfed in the immensity of the African night I somehow in my nine-year old brain formulated the meaning of my life as it still stands today - that I am the observer, the wonderer. The one who listens in rapture to the music, who loses herself in the beauty of works of art, and books, and sculptures and photos and plants and insects and birds and trees and stars and humans. And as one only truly appreciate something once you understand it, I am the one who asks questions, the one who will constantly learn and teach, so that I can learn more. To seek the mystery, to remain in awe.

Mi nombre es David, hijo de Martín, nieto de Lufer. Y paso rápidamente por aquí a compartir un fugaz pensamiento, siempre me fascino el espacio, la ciencia, la tierra, el océano, los procesos químicos que ocurren detrás de todo, intente estudiar química dos años seguidos pero por alguna razón me fue mal, no me he rendido pero a veces me pregunto si soy un renegado que no se adapta a la institución. Luego entre en una sopa de dudas y preguntas, hasta llegue a pensar que no podría atribuir nada útil a la sociedad actual, mucho menos a Asgardia! Y sigo lleno de dudas, pero hace tiempo empezó una carrera de oficio, me acerque a un Luthier, (fabricante de instrumentos musicales) uno de los grandes y mas profesionales, y le pedí aprender con él, pues, además de la ciencia, siento una fuerte pasión por el arte, sobre todo por la música, y este hombre, por alguna razón me acepto y no quiso recibir mi dinero, me instruyo y sigue instruyendo, ahora se ha vuelto mi trabajo y aun me falta bastante por mejorar... Amo el arte, amo la ciencia, amo la tierra y al espacio y no quiero darle celos a ninguno pero, en mi afán por especializarme en la lutheria, quizás no llegue a ser un científico completo, solo mantengo el espíritu, será de utilidad para Asgardia personas como yo? Quizás falte mucho para que Asgardia tome lugar en la orbita terrestre y yo no llegue a ese día, o quizás si, pero llevaran algún luthier a las estrellas? Llevaran el arte al infinito?

Sabemos que el impulso del gobierno es necesario para que todos los planes que hemos realizado dentro del comité de ciudadanía puedan aterrizar de forma efectiva es muy afortunado el nombramiento de nuestro compañero Ivan Rosel, es una persona con enorme energía e inteligencia para colocar estructuras donde es necesario. Asi que en este espacio le brindamos un saludo cordial y amistoso.

As an eBook author, I don't want or have privacy. To generate sales, I'm an open book. Still, it concerns me that Norton Antivirus forces Asgardian emails to my Junk Mail folder. What do Asgardia's email senders add to the posts that alert Norton to take this action? # Unlike older email handlers, Outlook doesn't allow me to look under-the-hood to see what's what. It could be and innocent or negligent phenomenon, but I hate to trust software by default.