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As you observe the erratic lunar robot, cheerfully at work, scooping, sieving, compacting away at the lunar regolith with its vitreous multi-material transformation (VMX) high power laser, exposing and raking the raw surface of the Moon and turning its barren plains into pathways of melt cycles of glowing hot silica, occasionally leaving dribbling gloops of hot glowing whorls and pagan spirals, you wonder if the conquest of the Moon is truly an endeavour that gives form to the future for humanity, or if it is instead a return to its primitive past.
Modern life has become accustomed to the dependencies and comforts of the technological age, the industrial age and city living, where at the flick of a switch there is light, warmth, water and heated food; buy internet and you have data and entertainment, the security to entertain illusory purposes beyond that of the immediate struggle to survive. But to endure life upon the Moon is not to experience a technological future - it is instead to return to the savage past before man knew anything of civilisation, cities or infrastructure, the empty wilderness of the long and timeless dark when men distrusted other men, and fought each other for the most primitive necessities to live, Bellum Omnium Contra Omnes. In the long darkness humanity came to learn the bonds of belonging, community and Love needed to withstand the harshness of the world around them - the trust that built civilisation and its cities and conventions and laws; yet that same law of civilisation constrains the wantoness of individual appetites, producing thwarted desires, frustration, anger, violence and warfare, untold Death. This is what awaits in the long dark night for man - and yet, there are some who believe that it is not civilisation and the common conventions of behaviour that produces law, but the exception - the law is decided by whomsoever dares to break it.
