The madnesses of an unfettered mind are tantamount to silence.
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We keep pumping out ghost astronauts into the cosmos. Our ambassadors. They'll just keep going. Inverse square law means they'll get quieter and quieter, but you got to figure there's something out there, way out there there, with big, goddamn ears.
We are amidst strange beings, in a strange land. The flow of time itself is convoluted, with heroes centuries old phasing in and out. The very fabric wavers, and relations shift and obscure. There's no telling how much longer your world and mine will remain in contact.