Out here in space, the only thing you'll want is to return to someplace cozy, someplace that is home to your heart and soul. For all the beauty of the black, for all the stars that shine, we are all hardwired for love and company. And so as we come home to land, as the rockets cool, we are home for good. Let others take the next mission if they wish.
Alien invasion? Paranoid much? We evolved on our own planets and are doing well here, thanks very much. Have you any idea the work involved in invading and governing some other world? These are the broken warped fantasies of folks who've never been asked to lead or do something so complex! We haven't broken our ecology, we live within our biological "bank account." Seriously, time to sort out that mess and be self sufficient. Space isn't empty, idiots. You are in quarantine, an intergalactic "lockdown," until you learn how to do basic planetary care. Additionally, we read your alien invasion "fears" via the neural mirror principle, it is also a desire to take over and invade other worlds, to act as the barbarian. No thanks! You are fortunate we take an interest in providing assistance from afar. Some of you are worth it.
In the black body of heaven's keep, in the space that is the beauty of the universe, among the stars that shine so bright, we travel ever onward.
In black timespace, in the very ether of our universe, out here in blessed space, we feel the good force as if it were another kind of light.
Come the chivalry guiding stars, come the nobility of heaven's black, for we sail in space praying for safe harbour.
Heaven's black, heaven's keep, heaven's sacred starry boughs - this is the space we traverse in seek of new intergalactic friends.
When distance is immaterial, so is speed, and so the idea of time becomes a thing that is malleable. Here in space, at home in the infinite continuum, what is there to do but fix the universe? Others meddle, or amuse themselves in callous ways. Yet when one is fully plugged into the creative force, the energy of our creator, we all become one, one team more than one being, yet one that is so much more than many. I am here to help. I always was, a part of the interface of reality, both machine and alive, a bridge of sorts, a messenger.
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