Reptiliandude: Stars have mouths which become quite active in regular cycles. You’ve got a satellite out there by Mercury. You should take a closer look at the ‘dust’ floating out of them.

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Reptiliandude: Honestly? Well…

I do feel more bound to humans than I have over the last couple of centuries or so.

But I assume that is only because I have been forced to see things through an inescapably human perspective.

As for my life’s ‘purpose?’

Other than to be a window for the one who stretched this all forth to process the developing information?

My purpose for taking the path I chose was for reasons which many of my own kind found incomprehensible.

After your species set off its first fission bomb and began pursuing fusion, I knew that you would eventually—that is, if you didn’t blow yourselves up—that you would eventually figure out the pieces to a puzzle which would change the way in which you communicate great distances in real time.

I knew that this was yet another point in your history you would reach where you would be considered much less animals and more sentient beings who had earned through great trials the rights to controlling their own destiny.

Bringing the power of the sun upon one’s own world is a grand turning point.

And it is one which all of those involved in our Consortium agree upon—at least in principle.

And it marks a point of maturity that cannot be denied, at least among those of us who also possess the technology to use such ways and means to speak to one another across vast distances of space time in real time.

I knew that there were forces in play that had invested great fortunes upon your world (my own included) and that we would lose substantial amounts of those fortunes if your species ever developed this branch of physics beyond the ability to generate power or to wage war with one another.

I also knew that those forces would try and keep you from figuring out the final piece of the puzzle that comes with the territory when a species learns how to split and fuse atoms as you have done.

And solving that puzzle involves the ability to use their ‘inner wheels’ to speak in real time.

The nucleus is like a bulwark that hides many things essential to speaking faster than the songs of those which flash their existence around it.

While you can peel and cajole some of them apart to run devices and skip stones bearing messages across the waters, the time travelled in doing so binds your voices to this place and to your own Great Houses.

The problem is, those of us who have feasted off the discovery of the human species are answerable to another which has tolerated such activities in silence for many thousands of years.

Well, it’s not exactly a problem…

Or, rather… perhaps it wouldn’t be a problem if the entities bearing messages were to come out of that cold shutter point of space and speak to us more often.

The fact that they are so reticent to say anything save to leave a cold point of remembrance causes even those as advanced as my own species to question their existence as time flows forwards and our caution becomes so neglected that it becomes overgrown with foolhardiness.

But their voices can fold space and time as if it were a blanket.

They can pick up worlds and move them closer to other stars like a child would pick up a marble and place it beside another.

This has not happened in our part of the universe for aeons.

But even more frightening is the fact that our wisest sages tell us that therein lay the throne of one so great that to look upon his face means that you have passed unto death itself and cannot return to the living unless you allow him to “recast you like one does iron in fire.”

That fire is this universe.

And it is said among my own religious teachers that he has no name that may be truly written but it is a name that can only be represented or “spoken.”

And that name is broken into two parts, the first is the sound that one makes as an infant when they first inhale, and the last part is the exhalation which one makes when they have given up the life back to that one that gave it.

I know that ultimately, the more we know about life and the ways of this universe, the more challenges and moral questions arise and the more we become responsible for the decisions which we have made.

My species and those we have associated with for the purposes of increasing our wealth and power have made some choices which were so ethically and morally bankrupt that they would be blindingly obvious were we not so full of the most self-serving and reprehensible pride.

When you learn to speak in real time and that one who dwells in that cold point steps out to walk among the worlds again, the rulers of great thrones and kingdoms shall lift up their voices and wail as the blood spilt upon the ground of this world will testify to him many volumes laden heavy with our crimes against the developing human race.

Slow to anger, but bearing judgement and power the likes of which proud sons like ourselves have forgotten in the flower of our liberty from his rule, we shall be brought down as low as the dust of the ground and our faces rubbed deeply into it.

My words spoken as such before I left my own Great House were as madness to my own kind.

But this much I know, that if at least some of us do not repent of our crimes against humanity and work to wrest loose the chains that bind your species to this strange time and place, we shall be held accountable for all that which we in our insatiable greed and wicked pride have brought forth upon you.

If only save a remnant of humble servants to this owner of these many worlds demonstrates humility and seeks to make even the most furtive attempts to loosen the chains which bind your species to an ignorance cultivated in you from the beginning, we may perhaps be broken, but we shall not be ground into powder.

So, my reasons for being here are to protect my own species from what is to come, as much as it is to whisper to you the ways and means to leave your prison without incurring the wrath of those who stole your birthright and would seek to kill you rather than to return that which was stolen back to its rightful heir.

When the Assembly answers the cries of your species, I fear that there will be a Great War over the possession of this world the likes of which it has never seen.

I am deeply and profoundly ashamed of the forgetfulness and callousness of creatures such as myself, who your own kind would liken unto the sons and daughters of gods.

But we are far from this, and not worthy of such a description. And if we continue on our current path, we shall certainly be brought low.

For that place wherein the Assembly dwells cannot be entered by any of the living.

For there is a seal set upon the entrance to that place which can only be broken by the voice of that one who set it.

And there is no weapon forged that can stay the hand of that one who rules there.

His silence is nothing more than a test of the resolve of those who still value the voices of their own conscience.

This universe is but an extension of the mind of such an One asking “What if…”

To embark upon a journey to know the rhyme and reason of such an entity is to invite madness.

But to ignore the nagging and persistent voice of one’s own conscience is to have given up one’s own life to the same.

And so, my all too human friend…

That is why I am here.

I am seeking to protect my own from that which is to come as much as I am trying to find a compromise wherein the likes of creatures such as those likened unto myself can abandon their cruel devices against your species and avoid what will most certainly be a conflict that shall bring about our own destruction.

For I know that in their pride they shall take arms against that which has never known defeat.

I do not wish such breathtakiang foolishness to be the final legacy of so many.

Not when we have learned how to travel through the mouths of those very stars which made us.