Existence appears as a very peculiar condition.
There seems to be no such thing as separation.
Life forms fit together like metacarpals in a universal body.
Human babies are extensions of their parents.
The very idea of separateness seems irrational.
Unknown power must reside within imagination itself.
Anything that may be conceived by the mind can become real.
Mankind invents new ways of alienating itself.
Humanity remains unique to this solar system.
Perhaps our destiny will be to create separateness.
Every star of this galaxy might spawn its own form of life.
