The most remarkable thing that I’d do is that I’d fly in the sky unhindered as the king or queen of skies as the case may be. It won’t be impossible for me to feel like Shelley’s Skylark to be somewhere near heaven from which height I’d pour my wisdom of ages down on the curious, puzzled humanity. Man is habituated to looking before and after and that is the cause of his misery. I’d teach him how to soar in the infinite skies selflessly.
Perhaps human spaceships which display their feats can be no match for me, since my flight is entirely selfless and arises out of sheer happiness and love for freedom and adventure, whereas any and every human activity of whatever dimension is a part of some selfish motive lurking somewhere somehow , without fail.