CONCLUSIONS
(or something that looks like it)
We close, occupying a few more lines, just to underline how this project, although it seems so full-bodied, probably doesn't represent even a crumb of all the imagination and all the calculations that could be expended on this idea. There are innumerable evaluations, from the constructive aspects to the critical issues and side effects, which, both due to lack of time and knowledge, and because they simply did not occur to us, we have not evaluated, and we would like to think that whoever reads about this project will he will ask the questions that we have not been able to ask and let himself be carried away like us by this "game" that represents the "De-sideribus" project.
We enjoyed working on this idea as it represented a significant stimulus to our imagination and our passions, and we share it in the hope that it can also move something in someone else.
For now, we can't call ourselves more than lovers of Physics, Astronomy and Science in general, but we strongly believe that these aspects of human existence owe a great deal to the purest passion and curiosity and we hope that the passion they instill in us today will not never end.
A very last thanks to Professor Gabriella Righetti who informed us of the competition and helped us competently in the design of the crazy "De-sideribus".
In conclusion, we quote part of a poem by Walt Whitman, a favorite poet of Gustav Holst.
"Proud music of the storm,
wind that blows so free, whistling across the prairies
strong murmur of the forest tops – mountain wind,
dim bodily forms – you hidden orchestras,
you ghost serenades from vigilant instruments,
who blends with the rhythm of Nature all the languages of the nations;
you chords, left to us as by immense composers – you choirs,
you shapeless, free, religious dances – you from the East
you murmuring rivers, roaring cataracts,
you distant cannon sounds with galloping cavalry,
echoes of the camps with all the different trumpet calls,
crowding you in tumult, filling my
midnight, dominating me, helpless,
walking into my lonely bedroom, why did you grab me like this?”