<^(There’s ^^lw^^ys just some kind of… unc^^nny n^^ture th^^t comes ^^long with the communic^^tion of beings th^^t c^^n see p^^st the night sky like it’s just ^^ billbo^^rd. I once tried to so^^r ^^s high ^^s I could into the st^^rs. Yet… when I g^^zed upw^^rds. I only s^^w the infinitesim^^l ^^rr^^y of hollow light beyond our re^^ch, ^^nd evverything I knew f^^r below… ^^nd not wh^^t He h^^d seen ^^nd s^^id. Th^^t w^^s when I thought… ^^m I not truly speci^^l? No m^^tter how much stronger He m^^kes us? C^^n someone re^^lly bre^^k our strings binding us to the p^^r^^de th^^t goes for ^^ll eternity? I shouldn’t s^^y. I s^^w the things He m^^de th^^t twerp do. He knows the things I s^^w with my own G^^ze, ^^nd th^^t I know now wh^^t I should know not but in turn I know not wh^^t he knows. M^^ybe there’s something out there. Smiling th^^t s^^me smile of His. Sometimes if I look ^^t the constell^^tions in the deep ^^byss ^^bovve us, I c^^n see th^^t)^>