Havent been able to find anything about this subject.  Will there be any type of genetic/dna testing done?  Will there be compatibility testing done to insure that negative dna/genetic markers arent introduced into the population that would create a burden on the government? Or matching certain markers to create a stronger or smarter citizen?  Once we get out there and the dating pool is shallow we habe to be careful.  I understand that radiations will and can cause mutations, but to prevent it before that happens is what i was pondering.

As i was growing up, i was always looking too the stars.  When i discovered science fiction and the possibilities of what might or already exist out there i was hooked. When Asgardia came into my life I knew someday I may just be able to live amongst the stars.

I've always wondered what type of world i'd raise my child in when i had one. Now that I have a beautiful little 2month old girl and now that me and her father have both signed up for Asgarida. I hope to have the privalige of raising my little girl in a place with no hate, no racism, no violence. A place of peace and equality. Earth now days is no place to raise a child and with Asgardia may she never have to see the wars, the hate, the death over pieces of dirt on water. Or the hate of a white individual to a colored individual or vice versa. But to grow up and become someone great that will hopefully help people instead of watching them suffer. Asgardia is the future ive been waiting and hopeing for.

Focus a tone of perfection.

Following freely the shifting breeze.

Understanding is just past

times' reeling seconds.

A solid foundation for life and its many needs.

My senses

alert

engaged to attention

ready

to construct a solution

to the problem beyond the leaves

that are descending

through times memories,

and back again

to the flowing veins of what moves

within me.

My meaning;

my perfect possession.

That which holds all of my attention.

the only affection for reality.

Life flows from beneath my heart.

Through boundaries I cross planes of memories.

Frequencies heard

only by a distant reincarnation of my soul.

Yet you know,

still you see

how a guitar breathes.

How it seethes

into the bones

and through your blood

coursing like magnetic vibrations

that tingle from the solar plexus

outward towards my arms

to the tips of these magic fingers

that bleed between six strings.

Dancing across the fretboard.

As they count every motion

every note,

every second,

every thing.