*Dr. Steel coughs into hand, as the comm recorder whirrs to life*
My Good Doctors!
I have come across one of Dr. Kynde's original dissertations amongst our laboratory clutter. *waggles an audio diskette in front of the camera*
I thought we could all use to hear it, call it a sort of refresher course, if you will - continuing education being the mark of a fine Doctor, and all... *slides the diskette into an antique player, swipes the play button.*
*a short chopped hiss, followed by brief feedback, and then a deep metered voice...
The construction, form, and execution of any solar system is as close to the description of an atom as to be indistinguishable.
Each is comprised of a nucleus, and an orbiting surrounding structure.
-The sun, or gravitic center, that is denser than the outlying structure, and by virtue of it’s mass and the clash of positive and negative energies within it, holds the rest in stasis or orbit.
-The outlying structure is made of smaller bodies that circle this nucleus and either absorb, reflect, or neutralize the incoming energies.
Collections of these solar systems comprise galaxies, in perfect replication of collections of atoms comprising cells.
Cells also have their own nuclei, as do galaxies - you need only look to see galaxies whirl or coalesce around their own central supermassive black holes.
If every galaxy then is a cell, then the space between would be analogous to cell walls.
A structure starts to insist itself.
A living structure - a growing structure.
See, the Universe itself is expanding, the mathematics prove it.
The Big Bang Theory, which states that the entire universe exploded from a singularity, the same process describes the splitting of the first zygotes in the process of organic reproduction.
What is then, the night sky?
It could only be a living thing itself to have birthed life, could it not?
Billions of the Universe's 'cells' are visible to us, we who live inside God watching the perfect beauty in shows of light and matter.
Perhaps our god is just one of many creatures, in their own macro-universe, and perhaps our God ponders just exactly what its own stars are…
We ponder no longer.
We Gaians look out and see The Goddess!
And theory becomes scientific proof - and in a way, all the religious zealots turn out to be right...
We are made BY the Godddess,
OF Her
FOR Her
…because we ARE Her
We are born BECAUSE of, created by the very matter of Great Gaia.
Now, you are beginning to see Her as the Mother Goddess, the Universe Herself, Great Mother Gaia! And She is NOT yours to do with what you will!
Know you, that when you strip-mine a field, when you terraform a planet, when you alter the form of Gaia’s body, you have become a cancer.
When things start scraping away at the insides of our cells, or eat away at the walls between, we get sick.
Sometimes we die.
So, now at the very kindest, we are making our own Mother Universe ill.
At the worst, we are killing The Goddess Mother!
This simply will not do.
We cannot stand by, knowing what we do, and watch you slaughter Our Mother for profit! Miners everywhere - of all shades colors and creeds - your days have ended!
Gaia must live!
You must repair the cancer you have nurtured.
You are ALL hereby instructed to cease all mining, return any ores you possess, and destroy them, thus returning them to their purpose.
Your mining vessels are to be scrapped and recycled into Super Alloy, within one week’s time.
Any mining vessels found by our agents from that day forth will be considered cancerous and heretical, and be disemboweled of their sacrilegious cargo and the living parasites that control them..
In return we will provide samples of our Super Alloys, sold at Skye base and other Gaian bases, manufactured from renewable recycled materials.
We will refund to you 1 unit of Super Alloy per 100 units of mined ores and metals confiscated.
We expect great wealth will go to the few who are bold enough to see the future of Super Alloy, and are offering this stimulus package to help you get into business.
This new economy will feed only off of itself, and will hopefully eat away at the seemingly endless supply of garbage that we humans have so foolishly made of Gaia’s own flesh.
Junkers, ALG, you are doing Gaia’s work by cleaning up the human filth and residue left behind by the thoughtless Godkillers who pretend to bring salvation in the form of wealth.
So long as you continue your quest to clean man’s scum from the cells of Great Gaia, you will be called Associate Physicians, Nurses and Healers, and be revered by us and our medical staffs.
But these vile short-sighted miners!
Their insane resource-hungry power-mad policies have brought us all to this precipice!
You will carve great bleeding furrows in Gaia’s flesh no longer!
You would kill The Goddess to feed your own vices, and throw responsibility to the winds. - This makes you cancerous, dangerous, and parasitic.
And we, the New Gaian Front, Great Gaia Goddess’s immune system, will administer the cure, by scalpel or by chainsaw, if we must.
*a click, a hiss, and the diskette pops out of the player*
Well, my Fine Doctors, were I able to pry Dr. Kynde from his studies, I'm sure he would say nothing less or more than he already had, 'lo those many years ago when his research first brought him, and indeed all of us, to this conclusion.
I hope that as we Doctors fly our recycled craft through the endless beauty of our ever-expanding Gaia, that this can serve as reminder of our tasks, our duty, and our calling.
For Gaia!
Becuase if we don't fight for Her health, we doom all of life in the Universe Herself to the deep void of futurelessness.
Err, non-future-having-ness.... *tugs beard*
...err well, you know what I mean... Right?
