𝙻𝚒𝚎𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚃𝚘'𝚁𝚊 𝚝'𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚔𝚑
@victrixromulus.bsky.social
Star Trek RP
Starfleet Academy class of 2399
Serving on DS9, communications and translation liason
Vulcanoid hybrid, with a splash of humanity
Bondmate of Veren tr'Hwersul
https://bsky.app/profile/verenade.bsky.social
IDIC
(ships w/chem)
Starfleet Academy class of 2399
Serving on DS9, communications and translation liason
Vulcanoid hybrid, with a splash of humanity
Bondmate of Veren tr'Hwersul
https://bsky.app/profile/verenade.bsky.social
IDIC
(ships w/chem)
Pinned
𝑆𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚, 𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑠 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑤𝑛 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑡, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑝𝑎𝑙 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑙𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑓 𝑖𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑎 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒, 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑤𝑖𝑟𝑙𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑛𝑒𝑏𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑒
"I continue my work, and have learned a great deal. Tomorrow is another test...computer, end log."
"I continue my work, and have learned a great deal. Tomorrow is another test...computer, end log."
Reposted by 𝙻𝚒𝚎𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚃𝚘'𝚁𝚊 𝚝'𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚔𝚑
“First they fascinate the fools then they muzzle the intelligent.”
― Bertrand Russell
― Bertrand Russell
November 16, 2025 at 10:19 PM
“First they fascinate the fools then they muzzle the intelligent.”
― Bertrand Russell
― Bertrand Russell
𝑀𝑢𝑛𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑝𝑜𝑝𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑛
November 12, 2025 at 3:00 AM
𝑀𝑢𝑛𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑝𝑜𝑝𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑛
Reposted by 𝙻𝚒𝚎𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚃𝚘'𝚁𝚊 𝚝'𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚔𝚑
"Our Sun is a second- or third-generation star. All of the rocky and metallic material we stand on, the iron in our blood, the calcium in our teeth, the carbon in our genes were produced billions of years ago in the interior of a red giant star. We are made of star-stuff."
-Carl Sagan
-Carl Sagan
November 11, 2025 at 1:21 AM
"Our Sun is a second- or third-generation star. All of the rocky and metallic material we stand on, the iron in our blood, the calcium in our teeth, the carbon in our genes were produced billions of years ago in the interior of a red giant star. We are made of star-stuff."
-Carl Sagan
-Carl Sagan
Reposted by 𝙻𝚒𝚎𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚃𝚘'𝚁𝚊 𝚝'𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚔𝚑
"For small creatures such as we, the vastness is bearable only through love."
Happy 91st Birthday to Carl Sagan – a true pioneer of science who ignited our cosmic curiosity. ❤️
Happy 91st Birthday to Carl Sagan – a true pioneer of science who ignited our cosmic curiosity. ❤️
November 9, 2025 at 11:40 AM
"For small creatures such as we, the vastness is bearable only through love."
Happy 91st Birthday to Carl Sagan – a true pioneer of science who ignited our cosmic curiosity. ❤️
Happy 91st Birthday to Carl Sagan – a true pioneer of science who ignited our cosmic curiosity. ❤️
𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘.
𝐴 𝑠𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑢𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑙 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝐵𝑎𝑑𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑢𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠
𝐴 𝑠𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑢𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑙 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝐵𝑎𝑑𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑢𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠
November 6, 2025 at 2:11 PM
𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘.
𝐴 𝑠𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑢𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑙 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝐵𝑎𝑑𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑢𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠
𝐴 𝑠𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑢𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑙 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝐵𝑎𝑑𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑢𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠
𝑆𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑟, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑠 𝑜𝑓𝑓, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑝 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑒.
𝐶𝑎𝑟𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑏𝑙𝑒, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑝'𝑠 𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑝ℎ𝑖𝑐 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒'𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑐ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟.
𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔-
𝐶𝑎𝑟𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑏𝑙𝑒, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑝'𝑠 𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑝ℎ𝑖𝑐 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒'𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑐ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟.
𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔-
October 31, 2025 at 6:55 PM
𝑆𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑟, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑠 𝑜𝑓𝑓, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑝 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑒.
𝐶𝑎𝑟𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑏𝑙𝑒, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑝'𝑠 𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑝ℎ𝑖𝑐 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒'𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑐ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟.
𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔-
𝐶𝑎𝑟𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑏𝑙𝑒, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑝'𝑠 𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑝ℎ𝑖𝑐 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒'𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑐ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟.
𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔-
Reposted by 𝙻𝚒𝚎𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚃𝚘'𝚁𝚊 𝚝'𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚔𝚑
Not as cute a species as my Daig but acceptable
𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿 𝗧𝗿𝗲𝗸 𝗖𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗺𝗶𝘇𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗖𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗚𝗮𝗺𝗲
𝘾𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙚: 𝘗𝘢𝘭𝘶𝘬𝘰𝘰
𝘾𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙏𝙮𝙥𝙚: 𝘋𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘮𝘢
𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗲!
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October 30, 2025 at 2:56 PM
Not as cute a species as my Daig but acceptable
October 29, 2025 at 1:04 AM
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It keeps us busy
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𝘾𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙏𝙮𝙥𝙚: 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵
𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗲!
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![Name: Espionage: Romulan on Federation
Card Type: Event
Lore: Romulan spies are everywhere.
Card Text: Plays on a [FED] mission. Your cards may attempt it as if it were [ROM]. Discard when solved (just after points are scored).
Rarity: 73 C](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:reqcyakcks2ge5r4kzuwmrz6/bafkreihvotum7tqwqv4dztynuzkv3ddducnpzfnp6w4uvckccqw7db4sem@jpeg)
October 27, 2025 at 3:55 AM
It keeps us busy
2440𝑠
𝑊𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑛 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦, 𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑎 𝑡𝑜𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑.
𝑊𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑛 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦, 𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑎 𝑡𝑜𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑.
October 25, 2025 at 1:47 AM
2440𝑠
𝑊𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑛 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦, 𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑎 𝑡𝑜𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑.
𝑊𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑛 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦, 𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑎 𝑡𝑜𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑.
𝘚𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘴, 𝘥𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘦.
"𝘙𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘹, 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦..." 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘩, 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢-
"𝘙𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘹, 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦..." 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘩, 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢-
October 24, 2025 at 1:03 AM
𝘚𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘴, 𝘥𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘦.
"𝘙𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘹, 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦..." 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘩, 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢-
"𝘙𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘹, 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦..." 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘩, 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢-
𝑆𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑑𝑒, 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑛
October 23, 2025 at 3:39 AM
𝑆𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑑𝑒, 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑛
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The chance of receiving a signal from a civilization exactly as advanced as we are should be minuscule. If they were even a little behind us, they would lack the technological capability to communicate with us at all. So the most likely signal would come from a civilization much more advanced.
October 22, 2025 at 1:49 PM
The chance of receiving a signal from a civilization exactly as advanced as we are should be minuscule. If they were even a little behind us, they would lack the technological capability to communicate with us at all. So the most likely signal would come from a civilization much more advanced.
"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘩𝘺𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘥, 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵?"
𝘕𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘳, 𝘢 𝘝𝘶𝘭𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘵.
"𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵." 𝘛𝘰'𝘙𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘴-
𝘕𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘳, 𝘢 𝘝𝘶𝘭𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘵.
"𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵." 𝘛𝘰'𝘙𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘴-
October 21, 2025 at 11:37 PM
"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘩𝘺𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘥, 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵?"
𝘕𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘳, 𝘢 𝘝𝘶𝘭𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘵.
"𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵." 𝘛𝘰'𝘙𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘴-
𝘕𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘳, 𝘢 𝘝𝘶𝘭𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘵.
"𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵." 𝘛𝘰'𝘙𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘴-
𝐴𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑂𝑝𝑠, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑏𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒 ℎ𝑢𝑚 𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑦...𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑦 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑓𝑙𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟.
𝑁𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑛𝑢𝑠𝑢𝑎𝑙...𝑏𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑔𝑢𝑡 𝑡𝑜𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔.
𝑁𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑛𝑢𝑠𝑢𝑎𝑙...𝑏𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑔𝑢𝑡 𝑡𝑜𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔.
October 21, 2025 at 10:36 PM
𝐴𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑂𝑝𝑠, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑏𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒 ℎ𝑢𝑚 𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑦...𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑦 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑓𝑙𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟.
𝑁𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑛𝑢𝑠𝑢𝑎𝑙...𝑏𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑔𝑢𝑡 𝑡𝑜𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔.
𝑁𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑛𝑢𝑠𝑢𝑎𝑙...𝑏𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑔𝑢𝑡 𝑡𝑜𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔.
𝑂𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑑𝑒.
𝑊𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒
𝑊𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒
October 21, 2025 at 4:28 AM
𝑂𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑑𝑒.
𝑊𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒
𝑊𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒
Reposted by 𝙻𝚒𝚎𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚃𝚘'𝚁𝚊 𝚝'𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚔𝚑
Across the sea of space. The stars are other suns. We have traveled this way before. And there is much to be learned.
October 21, 2025 at 1:45 AM
Across the sea of space. The stars are other suns. We have traveled this way before. And there is much to be learned.
Ri'ranov
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𝐹𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑠
October 18, 2025 at 11:22 PM
𝐹𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑠
𝑆𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠, 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝑎 𝑐𝑢𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑦.
𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑠𝑒𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑔𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠, 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑖𝑧𝑧𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒.
𝑊𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑎 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑡, 𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑉𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑚 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡.
𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑠𝑒𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑔𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠, 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑖𝑧𝑧𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒.
𝑊𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑎 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑡, 𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑉𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑚 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡.
October 17, 2025 at 12:46 AM
𝑆𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠, 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝑎 𝑐𝑢𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑦.
𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑠𝑒𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑔𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠, 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑖𝑧𝑧𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒.
𝑊𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑎 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑡, 𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑉𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑚 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡.
𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑠𝑒𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑔𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠, 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑖𝑧𝑧𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒.
𝑊𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑎 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑡, 𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑉𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑚 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡.
Reposted by 𝙻𝚒𝚎𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚃𝚘'𝚁𝚊 𝚝'𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚔𝚑
"Meanwhile the Cosmos is rich beyond measure: the total number of stars in the universe is greater than all the grains of sand on all the beaches of the planet Earth."
-Carl Sagan, Cosmos
-Carl Sagan, Cosmos
October 13, 2025 at 1:20 AM
"Meanwhile the Cosmos is rich beyond measure: the total number of stars in the universe is greater than all the grains of sand on all the beaches of the planet Earth."
-Carl Sagan, Cosmos
-Carl Sagan, Cosmos
𝑊𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑉𝑢𝑙𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑡, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑙𝑢𝑛𝑐ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑖𝑡. 𝐿𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑓𝑡 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑐, 𝑎 𝑉𝑢𝑙𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑚, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑎 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒.
𝑆𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟.
𝑆𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟.
October 12, 2025 at 10:52 PM
𝑊𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑉𝑢𝑙𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑡, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑙𝑢𝑛𝑐ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑖𝑡. 𝐿𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑓𝑡 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑐, 𝑎 𝑉𝑢𝑙𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑚, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑎 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒.
𝑆𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟.
𝑆𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟.
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"The secrets of evolution, are time and death.
There's an unbroken thread that stretches from those first cells to us."
-Carl Sagan, Cosmos
There's an unbroken thread that stretches from those first cells to us."
-Carl Sagan, Cosmos
October 12, 2025 at 12:46 AM
"The secrets of evolution, are time and death.
There's an unbroken thread that stretches from those first cells to us."
-Carl Sagan, Cosmos
There's an unbroken thread that stretches from those first cells to us."
-Carl Sagan, Cosmos