Space Ark!

a science–fiction tale intended to revolutionize the world

today's science–fiction is tomorrow's science–fact!

greetings from the author

Hi! I'm Nathan Carnes, the creator of Space Ark! I graduated in 1975 from CSUN with honors in Political Science and is one reason why the book's final chapter focuses on the vital foundation for a good world: its political system. Seeing a UFO glide silently overhead, stop, hover and then fly away through a midsummer's evening sky in 1989 inspired me to compose a Space Opera. I saw four more Starships visiting the Earth after that one and then launched my own long flight of discovery onboard the starship of  dreams  whose pilot is the mystical muse of inspiration and its navigator a boundless imagination. Then, to my surprise and delight, as I had been weaving the fantastical yarn, all the while at the end of the story's vast rainbow a pot of gold awaited my arrival! Writing can be as much an odyssey of revelation for the writer as for the reader because I found what the reader will discover by way of a fable, simply over a broader Arc  Of  Time .
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Space Ark! is my first full–length novel. Although I dedicated the book to John F. Kennedy, the beloved President of the USA who galvanized his fellow citizens and all mankind into voyaging skyward where they had not ventured before, I shall be eternally grateful to my wonderful mother, JoAnne M. Mayer, for motivating me to enliven and unfold its treatment into a fully developed story when it was only twenty pages without a plot, nor characters nor any dialogue. Yet rather than negatively criticizing them, the nearest and dearest person to me instead graciously fostered my budding literary efforts by saying I had good ideas but that characters needed to say and do what those basic concepts were suggesting. She thereby launched my own pilgrimage of discovery when such notions were still grounded with no wings to make them soar. She thus was an adept facilitator, the best kind of teacher, because of the gentle yet potent ways of mentoring she employed to empower, to guide and encourage many people during her life on Earth.
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The greatest person I'll ever know, and the best teacher from whom I'll ever learn, still teaches me, guides me, inspires me and protects me oh so subtly yet so very powerfully, but now from a resplendent mansion in the sky embosomed somewhere over the Rainbow  way up high, an ascendant abode enshrouded within love's enveloping light where I too will abide again someday upon returning to my home sweet home! Because Home   is wherever Mom   is, the ultimate destination where the endless exultation of a joyful reunion with loved ones patiently awaits one's happy homecoming, a serene kingdom wherein  freedom  reigns forevermore supreme within the cozy comfort of a caressing exaltation and perpetual peace, a Better Place   to be where rapturous Beauty  is evermore lustrous with glistening perennials midst its dreamy domain of glittering gardens ecstatic in enchanting elegance, so happily abloom in bliss, where fragrant meadows ever ablaze with opalescent pedals like prisms resting calmly atop delicate diamantine dandelions split the dazzling glory glimmering roundabout into the warm colors of Crystalline Compassion   wondrously vivid unveiling amazing Grace , embracing rays of Mercy  and illuminating truth while riots of blossoms so radiant shimmer in the cool shade under a towering tree of life ever emanating Goodness  glowing from its majestic height far above the day's towery clouds and beyond nighttime's sterling starlight, where an everlasting realm of magical splendor oh so luxuriant gleams with divine vibrations far beyond the reach of daytime fantasies and beyond the opulent scenes of fanciful dreams twinkling far into the night, beyond even the sublime revelations of a starlit imagination, yet never far from sight, because a brilliant beacon of True Love   faithfully beams starry inspiration oh so very bright, a luminous candle never fading but ever revealing a Perfect Love   from its veiled dominion of Pure Light , a perpetually bedazzling paradise of scintillating wonders where efflorescent wishes and iridescent desires ever vibrant never drift away, but where the soothing balm of Still Waters   rippling ever so softly with gossamer hopes for ever wishful souls afar alow forever flows from sparkling springs always aglow in Golden Love   so very far above, shimmering ponds of Celestial Love   so placid, so clear and so deep with Fathomless  Blessings ,  forever overflowing with rivers of Living Waters , giving daughters and sons below so readily from the eternally gleaming source  of ethereal illumination in their eternal possession, ever so steadily streaming ever so gently with Supernal Passion ,  the cascading desiderata ever descending downstream in comforting calm to the awaiting wishing wells of our patiently hopeful hearts hereunder, wherein stardust dreams so inspired from an eminent height so lofty alight, ever ascending in spiring flight, rising higher and higher on exhilarating waves of Spectral Light , gliding so gladly on blissful flights of fancy, soaring far beyond a daystar so nigh and nocturnal suns shining so high in the night sky, gratefully reflecting such a Faithful Love   from an always Abiding Light .
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But before my jubilant return to the sonorous sonatas, the transcendent rhapsodies and the hushed harmonies of an Heavenly Country , a timeless dimension far beyond fleeting Space and transitory Time and beyond the melodious music of the ephemeral spheres so high above, I'll simply continue to sojourn as a stranger in a strange land, a pilgrim on one planet who knows he likely never will be able to visit any other strange lands on any other foreign worlds near or far from the one of his origin on his way home to Valhalla. Instead, he must remain marooned with everyone else whom likewise are stranded on a secluded celestial isle with no means to exit until a space ark  finally is built, boarded and then launched skyward toward any such penultimate destinations! In the meantime, this curious sojourner will continue to look upward for the mysterious lights of similar CHARIOTS OF FIRE  while also gazing heavenward toward a much higher light oftentimes glimpsed only through a glass darkly from a remote island oasis.
Ô   Swing low Sweet Chariot ...

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