We Have Ourselves A Lift Off

Countdown is at tee-minus-sixty-seconds.
Feel the weight of your body on the chair.
Feel the weight of your feet on the floor.
The pressure of your clothes on your skin
and the play of oxygen on your face and hands.
Feel the dry sense of taste in your mouth, and
smell the air as it is breathed in. And then out again.
We have transferred to internal power and the transfer
is most satisfactory. Verify that. No unexpected errors.
Let form be perceived through your eyes.
Refrain from judging what you see, just let it be perceived.
Let your hearing go out beyond the furthest sound, to the
great stillness beyond. Tee-minus-thirty-seconds and counting.
Rest now. Rest in the awareness of your existence.
Existence without limit. Tee-minus-twenty-seconds. Nineteen. Eighteen.
The clock is running. Switch on. Tune in. Enjoy the ride.
Tee-minus-ten. Tee-minus-nine. Ignition sequence started.
All systems are green. All systems are go.
Farewell from The Garden of Eden.
Good luck Mr. Gorsky and Godspeed.

We Choose The Moon: an interactive re-creation of Apollo 11's flight