Going through some old documents on my computer Part II

Again, old writings from my MFA program, probably 8 years old. Can anyone guess who I was reading? :)

Thoughts on Nietzsche, Art, and Moon Travel

Oh what a grand performance it would be to catapult myself to the moon and return in one piece in the name of art! And its grandness is not relegated to the mere spectacle of the event, but in my will to power, my vision, my ability to act out such an absurd notion... Just because I can! For if a cow can jump over the moon, surely I can at least, if not jump over, be able to jump on the moon and poke the man in the eye! But I may need some help to get there, for I have tried with a running start, and cannot leave but three feet off the ground. Shall I summon the slaves to all gather and throw me to the moon? Or have they all become ill with sickness? Or shall I summon god’s Oedipal child who goes by the name of science?

But what A grand performance it was on July 20, 1969! For scientists, those seekers of truth, their numbers worked out (lucky maybe). But even more of an accomplishment the human nature’s ‘will to power’ has once again affirmed and asserted itself onto the moon. What does it matter that those petty scientists who have helped us with our feat have stolen the credit away from such a splendid triumph of human creativity. This performance, I argue is undoubtedly a work art.