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Being Alone, Bad, and Brains: swanjolras gosh but like we spent hundreds of years looking up at the stars and wondering is there anybody out there and hoping and guessing and magining because we as a species were so lonely and we wanted friends so bad, we wanted to meet other species and we wanted to talk to them and we wanted to leam from them and to stop being the only people in the universe and we started realizing that things were maybe not going so good for us- we got scared that we were going to blow each other up, we got scared that we were going to break our planet permanently, we got scared that in a hundred years we were all going to be dead and gone and even if there were other people out there, we'd never get to meet them and then we built robots? and we gave them names and we gave them brains made out of silicon and we pretended they were people and we told them hey you wanna go expioning, and of course they did, because we had made them in our own mage and maybe in a hundred years we won't be around any more, maybe yeah the planet will be a mess and well all be dead, and if other people come from the stars we wont be around to meet them and say hil how are you we're people, too! you're not alone any more!, maybe we'll be gone but we built robots, who have beat-up hulls and metal brains, and who have names, and if the other people come and say, who were these people? what were they like? the robots can say, when they made us, they caled us discovery they called us cunosity they called us explorer, they called us spint. they must have thought that was important. and they told us to tel you hello. so wholesome
Being Alone, Bad, and Brains: swanjolras
 gosh but like we spent hundreds of years looking up at the stars and
 wondering is there anybody out there and hoping and guessing and
 magining
 because we as a species were so lonely and we wanted friends so bad, we
 wanted to meet other species and we wanted to talk to them and we
 wanted to leam from them and to stop being the only people in the universe
 and we started realizing that things were maybe not going so good for us-
 we got scared that we were going to blow each other up, we got scared that
 we were going to break our planet permanently, we got scared that in a
 hundred years we were all going to be dead and gone and even if there
 were other people out there, we'd never get to meet them
 and then
 we built robots?
 and we gave them names and we gave them brains made out of silicon and
 we pretended they were people and we told them hey you wanna go
 expioning, and of course they did, because we had made them in our own
 mage
 and maybe in a hundred years we won't be around any more, maybe yeah
 the planet will be a mess and well all be dead, and if other people come
 from the stars we wont be around to meet them and say hil how are you
 we're people, too! you're not alone any more!, maybe we'll be gone
 but we built robots, who have beat-up hulls and metal brains, and who have
 names, and if the other people come and say, who were these people?
 what were they like?
 the robots can say, when they made us, they caled us discovery they called
 us cunosity they called us explorer, they called us spint. they must have
 thought that was important.
 and they told us to tel you hello.
so wholesome

so wholesome

Being Alone, Bad, and Brains: swanjolras gosh but like we spent hundreds of years looking up at the stars and wondering "is there anybody out there and hoping and guessing and imagining because we as a species were so lonely and we wanted friends so bad, we wanted to meet other species and we wanted to talk to them and we wanted to learn from them and to stop being the only people in the universe and we started realizing that things were maybe not going so good for us-we got scared that we were going to blow each other up, we got scared that we were going to break our planet permanently, we got scared that in a hundred years we were all going to be dead and gone and even if there were other people out there, we'd never get to meet them and then we built robots? and we gave them names and we gave them brains made out of silicon and we pretended they were people and we told them hey you wanna go exploring, and of course they did, because we had made them in our own imagee and maybe in a hundred years we won't be around any more, maybe yeah the planet will be a mess and we'll all be dead, and if other people come from the stars we won't be around to meet them and say hi! how are you! we're people, too! you're not alone any more!, maybe we'll be gone but we built robots, who have beat-up hulls and metal brains, and who have names; and if the other people come and say, who were these people? what were they like? the robots can say, when they made us, they called us discovery; they called us curiosity; they called us explorer, they called us spirit. they must have thought that was important and they told us to tell you hello 247,040 notes built in our image
Being Alone, Bad, and Brains: swanjolras
 gosh but like we spent hundreds of years looking up at the stars and wondering
 "is there anybody out there and hoping and guessing and imagining
 because we as a species were so lonely and we wanted friends so bad, we
 wanted to meet other species and we wanted to talk to them and we wanted to
 learn from them and to stop being the only people in the universe
 and we started realizing that things were maybe not going so good for us-we
 got scared that we were going to blow each other up, we got scared that we
 were going to break our planet permanently, we got scared that in a hundred
 years we were all going to be dead and gone and even if there were other
 people out there, we'd never get to meet them
 and then
 we built robots?
 and we gave them names and we gave them brains made out of silicon and we
 pretended they were people and we told them hey you wanna go exploring, and
 of course they did, because we had made them in our own imagee
 and maybe in a hundred years we won't be around any more, maybe yeah the
 planet will be a mess and we'll all be dead, and if other people come from the
 stars we won't be around to meet them and say hi! how are you! we're people,
 too! you're not alone any more!, maybe we'll be gone
 but we built robots, who have beat-up hulls and metal brains, and who have
 names; and if the other people come and say, who were these people? what
 were they like?
 the robots can say, when they made us, they called us discovery; they called us
 curiosity; they called us explorer, they called us spirit. they must have thought
 that was important
 and they told us to tell you hello
 247,040 notes
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