Last .fm



we have traveled past the point where time and space continue to have meaning, and entered a realm so deep into the void that our external reality has ceased to exist separately from our thoughts, fears, and imaginations- even the very substance of our ship is no longer distinguishable from the alien constellations, or our distant memories. I fear we are loosing parts of ourselves and our vessel as we continue, but to stop diminishes our sense of purpose, and therefore self, and we can not afford to risk merging with the emptiness at this stage in our journey.
and so, we forge on.

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