The Final Tweet on the Shores of the Cosmic Ocean


Growing up in the 1960s, one of the bright spots for many of us youngsters was a NBC series—Star Trek. The 1960s were tumultuous times, especially in the USA where racial tensions and the cries for equality were daily occurrences.

The Vietnam War raged on with causalities reported on the nightly news. So many young men faded from the avenues and fields of America as well as from the innocence of youth.

In essence Star Trek taught that the earth is a very small community in the neighborhood of the cosmos. Out there the “second star to the right and straight on till morning” was a grand adventure waiting to be found.

Star Trek focused on all humans and some extraterrestrials coming together for the common good of the planet and the cosmos. At the heart of this cosmic saga was a half-human-Vulcan who attempted to find his place in this galaxy.


Mister Spock—his Vulcan name was unpronounceable—was logical and kept his human side in check the best he could, enduring all the provocations of his crew mates, especially the pesky Southern Doctor Leonard “Bones” McCoy. However, it was this constant struggle between his two natures and seeking a place to truly belong that endeared him to millions.

Many young people identified with him. Finding one’s place in this world has always been a challenge for the young.

With the passing of Leonard Nimoy many feel as they did when Spock gave his life to save the Enterprise in the Wrath of Khan. The raw emotions of loss were rekindled, but this time there would be no heroic search for Spock on the Genesis planet, or the rituals on Vulcan by the High Priestess to restore him to life.

Loss is something we all deal with on this planet traversing the cosmos. We all stand beside the graves of those we have loved and known. We realize that in the final analysis we too will stand on the shores of the cosmic ocean and give our last tweet to those we leave behind.

For Leonard Nimoy his last tweet on February 23 was

A life is like a garden. Perfect moments can be had, but not preserved, except in memory. LLAP
2:36 AM – 23 Feb 2015

The joys of gardening begin in spring with tilling the soil, buying seeds and greenhouse seedlings, planting and nurturing them. As spring turns into summer, one tends the garden and—depending on what was planted—it begins to yield the bounties of life. As any gardener knows, summer ends and fall comes when you put the garden to bed because winter allows no life to flourish.

Mr. Nimoy has entered the winter stage of his garden. His garden produced rich harvests for so many decades. Now it will remain dormant on this earth.

John Donne’s “Death, be not proud” says

Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;

For those whom thou think’st thou dost overthrow
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.

From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,

And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul’s delivery.

Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well
And better than thy stroke; why swell’st thou then?

One short sleep past, we wake eternally
And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.


Leonard Nimoy will live on in memories and the various media sources which we have. His life was a grand enterprise on the road of life.

Like V’ger

SPOCK: Captain, V’Ger must evolve. Its knowledge has reached the limits of this universe and it must evolve. What it requires of its God, Doctor is the answer to its question, ‘Is there nothing more?’

McCOY: What more is there than the universe, Spock?

DECKER: Other dimensions, higher levels of beings.

SPOCK: The existence of which cannot be proved logically, therefore V’Ger is incapable of believing in them.

KIRK: What V’Ger needs in order to evolve is a human quality. Our capacity to leap beyond logic.

“Is there nothing more?” The answer to that profound question lies in the cosmic ocean.


For Leonard Nimoy may his journey continue on in whatever plane of existence there may be out there after his

One short sleep past, we wake eternally, and death shall be no more


G. D. Williams © 2015

POST 598


Star Trek: 1966-2013—A Personal Reflection

Thursday, September 8, 1966

NASA Astronaut Mike Fincke and ESA European Space Agency Astronaut Luca Parmitano reflect on the inspiration that actor Leonard Nimoy’s character Mr. Spock in the television series Star Trek had on scientists, engineers, space explorers and fans around the globe.

Leonard Nimoy Obituary