Gaze upon the night sky
What do you see?
Indeed
A mantle of darkness filled with glowing crystals
A mantle so wide, so huge, we'll never see it's end.
The Universe...
Don't you find it Strange? Out of all odds, this world is perfect, perfectly toned just for like to emerge, it's like someone, something set everything up.
If that's true
Are we puppets?
What's our purpose? Why are we alone?
Alone...
Are we really alone?
In this vast world filled with countless of stars and planets
Billions of Galaxies and Huge Clusters
Have you ever considered if we're truly alone?
According to some theories
Perhaps we are
We are the chosen one
How narcissistic.
Some suggest that maybe, but only for now
Perhaps we are of the earliest form of life in this world
We are the first one.
Yet some says otherwise.
Perhaps, because we're the last
The idea of older civilizations existing before us is there
But have been lost, gone, extinct.
We are the final life forms in this world
Some observations supports this as in some planet, traces are found that can only be made through a thriving civilization
All of these theories, all of these ideas and suggestions
But they all revolve around one question
Are we alone?
The same question, over and over again.
Will we ever find an answer?
I want an answer...