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...