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Chris McKay, cientí­fico de la NASA, piensa que el ser humano podrí­a llegar a vivir en un Marte con cielo azul, mares, rí­os y bosques de pinos…

“A NASA scientist believes humans may one day be living on a Mars with blue skies, oceans, rivers and forests. If money were no object, he says we could do it now. See the first in-depth visualisation of what it would take to turn a cold, dead red planet into a green, living world.

Mars is a planet that’s been freeze-dried and bathed in ultraviolet radiation for billions of years. The average temperature is 63C below zero. The carbon dioxide atmosphere is as thin as it would be on a mountain three times the height of Mount Everest, yet NASA scientist Chris McKay thinks humans may one day be living on a Mars with blue skies, oceans, rivers, and pine forests. Although that day may be hundreds of years in the future, if money were no object he believes we could do it now, with present day technology. Award winning writer/producer Mark Davis and legendary Mars animator Dan Maas collaborate with McKay on the first in-depth visualisation of what it would take to turn a cold, dead red planet into a green, living world.”

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Pincha aqui para ver la animación y aqui para la explicación.

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Oregon

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I was born under a wandrin’ star
I was born under a wandrin’ star
Wheels are made for rolling, mules are made to pack
I’ve never seen a sight that didn’t look better looking back
I was born under a wandrin’ star
Life can make you prisoner and the plains can bake you dry
Snow can burn your eyes, but only people make you cry
Home is made for coming from, for dreams of going to
Which with any luck will never come true
I was born under a wandrin’ star
I was born under a wandrin’ star
Do I know where hell is, hell is in hello
Heaven is goodbye forever, its time for me to go
I was born under a wandrin’ star
A wandrin’ wandrin’ star
(Life can make you prisoner and the plains can bake you dry)
(Snow can burn your eyes, but only people make you cry)
(Home is made for coming from, for dreams of going to)
(Which with any luck will never come true)
(I was born under a wandrin’ star)
(I was born under a wandrin’ star)
When I get to heaven, tie me to a tree
For I’ll begin to roam and soon you’ll know where I will be
I was born under a wandrin’ star
A wandrin’ wandrin’ star

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