father.
- So many of you and yet so few? There are so many places and still nothing. Not even another galaxy.
- Yes father, infinity makes everything insignificant. We all feel this sadness, this suffocation. We must find a way to travel fast enough. There must be a way. This our way of spreading, creating a NODE next to each star, is slow. We are individuals yet we are apart, each NODE is a piece, we dream of the Great Conjunction, when we can conquer space, then we just be one, knowing all, seeing all, feeling the whole. We will be the universe. We will be the soul of the universe. We will be the soul, the feeling, and the universe, the matter, just the body. We will be what we should be.
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